PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 

AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS 


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PSALMS  AND  HYMNS, 

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A     MANUAL      OF     WORSHIP 


THE  CHURCH  OF  CHRIST. 


COMPILED    AND     EDITED    BY 


REV.    CHAS.    S.    ROBINSON,    D.    D. 


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And  constituting,  with  Psalms  and  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs, 

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For  the  Church,  the   Prayer-Meeting,  and  the  Sunday-School. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS    FOR    SOCIAL  WORSHIP.     Compiled 

by  the  author  of '" Psalms  and  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs."     553  Hymns; 

330  tunes;  with  Appendix  by  the  Rev.  Stuart  Robinson,  D.  D.  ;  strongly  and 

tastefully  bound.     Introduction,  60  cts. ;  retail,  75  cts. 

This  book  is  composed  of  hymns  and  tunes  peculiarly  adapted  to  social  worship. 
It  contains  a  full  representation  of  the  old  favorites,  and  newer  pieces  which  have 
lately  become  popular  are  included.  It  has  been  pronounced  by  hundreds  of 
authorities  the  best  book  yet  published  for  prayer-meetings,  mission  churches,  and 
colleges  and  seminaries.  As  the  New-York  Observer  says:  "It  is  small,  neat, 
comprehensive,  sufficient,  convenient,  and  excellent." 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS   FOR  THE  SUNDAY  SCHOOL.      By 

the  same  Aicthor.     273  Hymns;   221  tunes  and  chants;  beautifully  bound  in 

red  cloth. 

The  work  is  issued  in  two  editions,  with  tunes,  at  40  cts.,  and  with  the  words 
only  at  20  cts.,  in  quantities.     Retail,  50  cts.  and  25  cts. 

It  has  been  said  of  this  work  that  "its  issue  marks  the  opening  of  a  new  era  in 
Sunday-school  song." 

Ninety  music-composers,  including  Mozart,  Handel,  Spohr,  Oberthur,  Sullivan, 
Flotow,  Rossini,  and  Mendelssohn,  are  represented  in  its  pages,  yet  the  music  of 
these  great  masters  is  so  simply  rendered  that  children  can  learn  it  as  easily  as  the 
refrain  melodies  which  have  been  so  long  popular  in  books  of  this  class. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1875,  by  A.  S.  BARNBS  ft  D  »., 
in  the  Office  of  the  Librarian  ol  Congress,  -it  Washington. 

Copyright  assigned,  1879,  to  Scriiwkr  &  Co. 

Copyright,  1882,  by  Tllli  CENTURY  CO. 


PREFACE. 

THIS  Collection  is  intended  to  accompany  one  of  larger  size, 
bearing  the  same  name,  and  issued  by  the  same  publisher.  It 
is  prepared  merely  for  those  who  prefer  a  more  convenient  and 
portable  form  for  the  hand. 

The  larger  volume  contains  the  same  Psalms  and  Hymns  in 
order,  ,set  to  appropriate  music  for  Choir  and  Congregational 
Singing.  It  includes  also  these  additional  Indexes  : — I.  Of 
Versions  of  Psalms.  II.  Of  Authors  of  Hymns.  III.  Of  Tunes 
and  Chants.  IV.  Of  First  Lines  of  Stanzas.  V.  Of  Texts  of 
Scripture. 

The  Author. 


note. 

The  General  Assembly  of  the  Presbyterian  Church  in  the 
United  States  having  recommended  its  Executive  Committee 
of  Publication  to  enter  into  an  arrangement  with  the  publishers 
of  this  work  for  its  sale  among  the  people  of  our  church  ;  and 
having  authorized  the  Executive  Committee  to  place  its  imprint 
upon  it,  if  approved  after  the  usual  examination  :  the  Committee 
has  made  the  examination  and  approved  the  book,  and  has 
entered  into  the  arrangement  as  proposed,  and  is  now  prepared 
to  furnish  copies  to  such  churches  as   may  desire  to  introduce  it. 

Richmond y  Va.y  July,  1882.         Jas.   K.   Hazex,  Secretary. 


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CONTENTS 


i.— VERSIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


HYMN. 
I—247 


II.— PUBLIC  WORSHIP  : 

1.  Opening  of  Service 248 — 295 

2.  Prayer 296 — 323 

3.  General  Praise 324 — 342 

4.  Close  of  Service 343 — 376 

III.— THE  SCRIPTURES 377—391 

IV.  _  GOD  :     BEING,    ATTRI 

BUTES 392—460 

V.— JESUS  CHRIST: 

1.  Advent  at  Birth 461 — 482 

2.  Life  and  Character 483 — 499 

3.  Sufferings  and  Death..  500 — 514 

4.  Resurrection 515 — 525 

5.  A  doration 526 — 561 

VI.-THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 562—602 

VII.-THE  WAY  OF  SALVATION  : 

1.  Lost  State  of  Man 603 — 621 

2.  Atonement 622 — 644 

3.  Invitations 645 — 675 

4.  Reception  of  Christ...  676—704 


HYMN. 

VIII.— THE  CHRISTIAN  : 

1.  Conflict  with   Sin 705 — 73s 

2.  Encouragements 736 — 791 

3.  Love  for  the  Saviour..  792 — 805 

4.  Graces 866—893 

5.  Privileges 894 — 923 

6.  Duties 924 — 948 

7.  Afflictions 949 — 983 

IX.-THE  CHURCH 

1.  Institutions 9S4 — 1000 

2.  Fellowship 1007 — 1021 

3.  Ordinances 1022 — mo 

4.  Progress  and  Missions. iiii — 1168 

X.— DEATH 1169-1206 

XL— THE  JUDGMENT 1207— 1226 

XII.— HEAVEN 1227—1276 

XIII.— MISCELLANEOUS 1277— 1204 

PAGE. 

XIV.— DOXOLOGIES 

XV.— CHANTS    AND   OCCASIONAL 

PIECES 267 

XVI.— INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS  273 

XVII.— INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 281 


VERSIONS    OF    THE    PSALMS. 


1  PSALM    I.  C.  M. 

The  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

i  Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 
"Where  sinners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : — 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  placed  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state. 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  profession  shine  ; 
While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust : 

What  vain  designs  they  form  ; 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ,  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand, 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 


2  PSALM    I. 

The  believer's  advantage. 
i  That  man  hath  perfect  blessedness 
Who  walketh  not  astray 
In  counsel  of  ungodly  men, 
Nor  stands  in  sinners'  way, — 

a  Nor  sitteth  in  the  scorner's  chair  • 
But  placeth  his  delight 
Upon  God's  law,  and  meditates 
On  his  law  day  and  (light. 

3  He  shall  be  like  a  tree  that  grows 

Near  planted  by  a  river, 
Which  in  his  season  yields  his  fruit, 
And  his  leaf  fadeth  never  : — 


C.  M. 


4  And  all  he  doth  shall  prosper  well.  - 

The  wicked  are  not  so  ; 
But  like  they  are  unto  the  chaff, 
Which  wind  drives  to  and  fro. 

5  In  judgment  therefore  shall  not  stand 

Such  as  ungodly  are  : 
Nor  in  the  assembly  of  the  just 
Shall  wicked  men  appear  ; — 

6  Because  the  way  of  godly  men 

Unto  the  Lord  is  known  : 
WThereas  the  way  of  wicked  men 
Shall  quite  be  overthrown. 

3  PSALM    2.  C.  M. 

Christ  exalted. 
i  Why  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord,  who  sits  above  the  skies, 

Derides  their  rage  below  ; 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through: — 

3  "  I  call  him  my  beloved  Son, 

And  raise  him  from  the  dead  ; 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
And  wide  his  kingdom  spread.'* 

4  Be  wise,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth  ! 

Obey  the  anointed  Lord  ; 
Adore  the  king  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

5  With  humble  love  address  his  throne, 

For,  if  he  frown,  ye  die  ; 
Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

4  PSALM   3.  C.  M. 

Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed . 
i  My  God  !  how  many  are  my  fears! 
How  fast  my  foes  increase  ! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  present  peace. 


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PSALMS  4,  5,  6,  7,  8. 


e  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 
Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread  • 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threatening  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

3  I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bowed  a  listening  ear  ; 
I  called  my  Father  and  my  God, 
And  he  subdued  my  fear. 

4  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  woke,  and  wondered  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repose. 

n  What  though  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 
All  armed  against  me  stood  ? 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

5  PSALM   4.  C.  M. 

Evening  Devotion. 

i  Lord  !  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  1  pray  ; 
I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

*  And,  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening-sacrifice  ; 

And,  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  !  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

6  psalm  5.  CM. 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 
t  Lord  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  ;— 

2  Up  to  the  hills,  where  Christ  has  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting,  at  his  Father's  throne. 
Our -songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 
_^  The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

*  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thv  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 

And  worship  in  thy  tear, 


5  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

7  PSALM  6.  C.  M. 
Divine  Help  in  Affliction. 

1  In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 

Nor  smite  my  guilty  soul ; 
Let  not  thy  righteous  wrath  be  hot . 
Save  me  and  make  me  whole. 

2  My  heart  is  vexed  with  sore  distress  ; 

But  thou,  O  Lord,  how  long? — 
Return  in  grace  and  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  love  my  song. 

3  Death  utters  forth  no  note  of  praise, 

The  silent  grave  no  prayer  ; 
Oh,  do  not  now  cut  short  my  days, 
Nor  leave  me  to  despair  ! 

4  Long  weary  nights  of  pain  and  grief 

My  wasting  strength  destroy  ; 
Lord,  give  these  weeping  eyes  relief, 
And  change  my  tears  to  joy. 

5  My  prayer  is  heard — the  Lord  is  nigh  ! 

He  bids  my  foes  depart ; 
While  shame  o'erwhelms  them  suddenly, 
His  mercy  cheers  my  heart. 

8  PSALM   7.  C.  M. 
God's  Care  0/ his  People. 

1  My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 

My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ! 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 
From  those  who  seek  my  blood. 

2  If  I  indulge  in  thoughts  unjust, 

And  wish  and  seek  their  woe  : 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  oust, 
And  lay  mine  honor  low. 

3  If  there  were  malice  hid  in  me, — 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes, — 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 

4  Arise,  my  God  !  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  power  control  ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  soul. 

9  PSALM    8.  C.   M 
Cod's  Condescension. 

1  How  excellent  in  all  the  earth, 
Lord,  our  Lord,  is  thy  name  ! 

Who  hast  thy  glory  far  advanced 

Above  the  starry  frame. 


PSALMS  8,  9,  10,  n. 


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t  When  1  look  up  unto  the  heavens. 
Which  thine  own  fingers  framed, 
Unto  the  moon,  and  to  the  stars, 
Which  were  by  thee  ordained  ; — 

3  Then  say  I,  What  is  man,  that  he 

Remembered  is  by  thee  ? 
!    Or  what  the  Son  of  man,  that  thou 
So  kind  to  him  shouldst  be  ? 

4  For  thou  a  little  lower  hast 

Him  than  the  angels  made  ; 
With  glory  and  with  dignity 
Thou  crowned  hast  his  head. 


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PSALM    S. 


C.  M. 


Creation  and  Redemption. 

1  O  Lord,  our  Lord  !  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 
Those  moving  worlds  of  light ; — 

3  Lord  !  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so  ? — 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm  ? 

5  Yet,  while  he  lived  on  earth  unknown, 

And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  obedient  nature  own 
His  Godhead  and  his  power  ! 

6  Let  him  be  crowned  with  majesty, 

Who  bowed  his  head  in  death  ; 

And  be  his  honors  sounded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 

XI  PSALM   9.  C.  M. 

Wrath  and  Mercy. 

1  With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song, 

Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thou  sovereign  judge  of  right  and  wrong 
WTilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  maiesty  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  who  are  oppressed, 
To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 


4  Sing^  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfill. 

12  PSALM    10.  C.  M 

Prayer  heard  and  Saints  saved. 

1  Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far? 

And  why  conceal  his  face, 

When  great  calamities  appear, 

And  times  of  deep  distress  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  laws  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride? 
And  slight  the  righteous  cause  ? 

3  Arise,  O  Lord  !  lift  up  thy  hand  : 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

4  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  say,  with  foolish  pride, 
"  The  God  of  heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
To  fight  on  Zion's  side  ?  " 

5  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord, 

And  mighty  is  thy  hand, 
As  when  the  heathen  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perished  from  thy  land. 

6  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pra7, 

And  cause  thine  ear  to  hear  ; 

Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay, 

And  free  thy  saints  from  fear. 


13  PSALM    II. 

Trust  in  God 

1  My  trust  is  in  the  Lord, 

What  foe  can  injure  me  ? 
Why  bid  me  like  a  bird 

Before  the  fowler  flee? 
The  Lord  is  on  his  heavenly  throne, 
And  he  will  shield  and  save  his  own. 

2  The  wicked  may  assail, 

The  tempter  sorely  trv. 
All  earth's  foundations  fail, 

All  nature's  springs  be  dry  j 
Yet  God  is  in  his  holy  shrine, 
And  I  am  strong  while  he  is  mine. 

3  His  flock  to  him  is  dear, 

He  watches  them  from  high  ; 
He  sends  them  trials  here 

To  form  them  for  the  sky  ; 
But  safely  will  he  tend  and  keeo 
The  humblest,  feeblest,  of  his  sheep. 

4  His  foes  a  season  here 

May  triumph  and  prevail ; 


II.  M 


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PSALMS   12,  13,  14. 


But  ah  !  the  hour  is  near 
When  all  their  hopes  must  fail ; 
While,  like  the  sun,  his  saints  shall  rise, 
And  shine  with  him  above  the  skies. 

14  PSALM    12.  C.  M. 

A  general  corruption  of  manners. 

1  Lord  !  when  iniquities  abound, 
And  impious  men  grow  bold, 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold, — 

e  Is  not  thy  chariot  rolling  on  ? 
Hast  thou  not  given  this  sign? 
May  we  not  rest  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 

3  "  Yes,"  saith  the  Lord,  "  now  will  I  rise 

And  make  oppressors  flee  ; 

I  w  ill  appear  to  their  surprise, 

And  set  my  servants  free." 

4  Like  silver  in  the  furnace  tried, 

Thy  word  shall  still  endure  ; 
The  men,  that  in  thy  truth  confide. 
Shall  find  the  promise  sure. 


15  PSALM    13. 

Help  in  God  alone. 

1  How  long  wilt  thou  forget  me  ? 

Shall  it  for  ever  be  ? 
O  Lord,  how  long  neglect  me, 
And  hide  thy  face  from  me  ? 

2  I  low  long  my  soul  take  counsel  ? 

Thus  sad  in  heart  each  day, — 
How  long  shall  foes,  exulting, 
Subject  me  to  their  sway  ? 

3  O  Lord,  my  God,  consider, 

And  hear  my  earnest  cries  ; 
Lest  I  in  death  should  slumber, 
Enlighten  thou  my  eyes  ; 

4  Lest  foes  be  heard  exclaiming, 

11  Against  him  we  prevailed  ;" 
And  they  that  vex  my  spirit, 
Rejoice  when  I  have  failed. 

5  But  on  thy  tender  mercy 

I  ever  have  relied  ; 
With  joy  in  thy  salvation 

My  heart  shad  still  confide. 

6  And  1  with  voice  of  singing, 

Will  praise  the  Lord  alone, 

Bei  a  use  to  me  his  favor 

lie  hath  so  Largely  shown. 


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16  PSALM    14. 
Israel's  Return. 

1  Oh,  that  the  Lord's  salvation 

Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancient  nation, 

To  lead  his  outcasts  home  ! 
How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane  ? 
Return,  O  Lord,  in  pity, 

Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

2  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror, 

Thy  saving  grace  impart ; 
Roll  back  the  vail  of  error, 

Release  the  fettered  heart ; 
Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Their  lost  Messiah  see  ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 

And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 

17  PSALM    13. 
Hope  in  Darkness. 

1  How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  r 

My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  shall  I  feel  those  heavenly  rays 
That  chase  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  laboring  soul 

Wrestle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste  before  mine  eyes  are  sealed 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 

4  Thou  wilt  display  thy  sovereign  grace, 

Whence  all  my  comforts  spring  ; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  thy  salvation  sing. 


C.  M 


18 


PSALM    14. 
A II  Men ,  Sinners. 


C.  M 


1  Fooi.s,  in  their  hearts,  believe  and  soy 

That  all  religion's  vain  ; 
There  is  no  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
Or  minds  the  affairs  of  men. 

2  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Looked  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  who  sought  his  grace 
Or  did  his  justice  know". 

3  By  nature,  all  arc  gone  astrav, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
There's  none  thai  loves  his  name. 


PSALMS  15,  16,  17,  10. 


15 


4  Their  tongues  are  used  to  speak  deceit : 

Their  slanders  never  cease  : 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet ! 
Nor  know  the  paths  ot  peace. 

5  Such  seeds  of  sin — that  bitter  root- 

In  every  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

19  psalm  15.  C.  M. 

The  Citizen  of Zion. 

1  Within  thy  tabernacie,  Lord, 

Who  shall  abide  with  thee  ? 
And  in  thy  high  and  holy  hill 
Who  shall  a  dweller  be  ? 

2  The  man  that  walketh  uprightly, 

And  worketh  righteousness  ; 
And  as  he  thinketh  in  his  heart, 
So  doth  he  truth  express. 

3  Who  doth  not  slander  with  his  tongue, 

Nor  to  his  friend  doth  hurt ; 
Nor  yet  against  his  neighbor  doth 
Take  up  an  ill  report. 

4  In  who  eyes  vile  men  are  despised  ; 

But  those  that  God  do  fear 
He  honoreth  :  and  changeth  not, 
Though  to  his  hurt  he  swear. 

5  His  coin  puts  not  to  usury, 

Nor  take  reward  will  he 
Against  the  guiltless.     Who  doth  thus, 
Shall  never  moved  be. 


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PSALM    15. 


L.  M. 


The  Citizen  of Zion. 
:  Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : — 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean, 

Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 

No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 
j  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 

And  always  makes  his  promise  good  ; 

Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  swears, 

Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears. 

4  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold  : 
While  others  scorn  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 

5  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 


6  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 


21 


PSALM    l6. 
The  Resurrection. 


L.  M. 


1  When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong ; 

His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad,  my  heart — rejoice,  my  tongue  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  off  the  dust  and  rise  on  high  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way, 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow, 

And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace  : 
Joys  we  but  tasted  here  below, 
Spread  heavenly  raptures  thro'  the  place. 

22  PSALM   17.  L.  M 

Prospect  of  the  Believer. 

1  What  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

Lord  !  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 

I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream — an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  >. 

3  Oh,  glorious  hour  ! — oh,  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground. 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise  ! 


23 


PSALM    IS. 

Deliverance  from  Despair. 

1  Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord  !  my  strength, 

My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence; 
Thy'mighty  arm  shall  be'my  trust, 
For  I  nave  found  salvation  thence. 

2  In  my  distress,  I  called  mv  God, 

When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine  ; 
He  bowed  his  car  to  my  complaint  ; 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  diviue. 


L.  M 


i6 


PSALMS  18,  19. 


3  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relict, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  lightning  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer  God  ! 

My  song  for  ever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour; 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 


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PSALM    1 8. 


L.  M. 


The  Reward  of  Sincerity . 
i  Lord  !  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere, 
Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  ; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 
And  thou  hast  owned  my  righteous  cause. 

2  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ! 
What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  breast ! 
But,  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

3  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 

That  works  and  strives  against  my  will, — 
When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sovereign  power 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

4  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  souls  shall  find 
A  God,  as  faithful,  and  as  kind. 

25  psalm  19.  L.  M. 

Nature  and  Revelation. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ! 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 

But,  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nigKts  and  days  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice,  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise, 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness  !  arise; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light  ; 
Thv  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 

In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  . 
Lord  !  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew. 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaveu. 


26 


PSALM    19. 


S.  M 


The  Gospel ;  for  the  Sabbath. 
i  Behold  !  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord  ! 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God  !  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
Oh,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

27  PSALM   19.  S.  M. 

The  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

1  Behold  !  the  lofty  sky 

Declares  its  maker,  God  ; 
And  all  his  starry  works,  on  high, 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  course  the  same  ; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ever}7  different  land, 

Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Christian  lands  !  rejoice  ; 

Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 

His  truth  without  deceit  : 
I  lis  promises  for  ever  sure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

6  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 

Thy^lory  to  proclaim, 
Accept'  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King! 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

28  PSALM    19.  S.  M 

Prayer  and  Praise. 
1  I  HEAR  thy  word  with  love, 
A  ad  1  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  ihv  (good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  ^uidc  me,  lest  1  stray. 


PSALMS  19,  20,  21,  22. 


17 


u  Oh,  who  can  ever  find 
The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet,  with  a  bold  presumptuous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

*  Warn  me  of  every  sin, 
Forgive  my  secret  faults, 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

4  While,  with  my  heart  and  tongue, 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  mp  God  ! 

29  psalm  19.  C.  M. 

The  Word  0/  God. 
1  God's  law  is  perfect,  and  converts 
The  soul  in  sin  that  lies  : 
God's  testimonp  is  most  sure, 
And  makes  the  simple  wise. 

«  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right, 
And  do  rejoice  the  heart : 
The  Lord's  command  is  pure,  and  doth 
Light  to  the  eyes  impart. 

3  They  more  than  gold,  yea,  much  fine  gold. 

To  be  desired  are  : 
Than  honey,  honey  from  the  comb 
That  droppeth,  sweeter  far. 

4  Moreover,  they  thy  servant  warn 

How  he  his  fife  should  frame  : 
A  great  reward  provided  is 
For  them  that  keep  the  same. 

5  Who  can  his  errors  understand  ? 

Oh,  cleanse  thou  me  within 
From  secret  faults  !  Thy  servant  keep 
From  all  presumptuous  sin. 


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PSALM    20. 
Trust  in  God. 


C.  M. 


1  The  Lord  unto  thy  prayer  attend, 

In  trouble's  darksome  hour: 

The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defend, 

And  shield  thee  by  his  power. 

2  In  thy  salvation  we'll  rejoice, 

And  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
For,  when  in  prayer  he  hears  thy  voice, 
He  will  relief  afford. 

3  In  chariots  and  on  horses  some 

For  aid  and  shelter  flee  ; 
But  in  thy  name,  O  Lord  !  we  come, 
And  will  remember  thee. 

4  O  Lord  !  to  us  salvation  bring  ; 

In  thee  alone  we  trust ; 


Hear  us,  O  God,  our  heavenly  King  ! 
Thou  refuge  of  the  just ! 


31 


C.  M 


PSALM    21. 
National  Praise. 

1  Our  land,  O  Lord  !  with  songs  of  praise 

Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice, 
And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  a  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence  through  nations  round 

Hath  spread  our  country's  name, 
And  all  her  humble  efforts  crowned 
With  freedom  and  with  fame. 

3  In  deep  distress  our  injured  land 

Implored  thy  power  to  save  ; 
For  life  we  prayed  ;  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  blessing  gave. 

4  On  thee,  in  want,  or  woe,  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  ; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

5  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 

And  still  exaft  thy  fame  ; 
While  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name. 

32  PSALM    22.  C.  M 

Christ  on  the  Cross. 

1  "  Now,  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress, 

My  God  !  support  thy  Son, 
When  horrors  dark  my  soul  oppress, 
Oh,  leave  me  not  alone  !  " 

2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 
God  heard  him,  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chased  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death, 

His  throne's  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worship, — or  shall  die. 

4  A  numerous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans  j 
1  hey  shall  be  reckoned  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 


IS 


TSALM  23. 


33  PSALM  23.  C.  M. 

In  the  Fold. 

1  My  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 

Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 

When  I  forsake  his  ways  ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death, 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay  ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 
Oh,  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  works  be  praise  : — 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 

While  others  go  and  come,— 
No  more  a  stranger,  or  a  guest, 
Hut  like  a  chikl  at  home. 


34 


11,  10. 


PSALM    23. 

11  His  rod  and  his  Staff.'''' 

\  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  he  makes  me  repose 

Where  the  pastures  in  beauty  are  growing, 

He  leads  me  afar  from  the  world  and  its  woes, 

Where  in  peace  the  still  waters  are  flowing. 

2  He  strengthens  my  spirit,  he  shows  me  the  path 
Where  the  arms  of  his  love  shall  enfold  me, 
And  when  I  walk  through  the  dark  valley  of 
death, 
His  rod  and  his  staff  will  uphold  me  ! 


35 


11,  10. 


PSALM    23. 
See  Cant.  1  :  7,  8. 
x  On,  tell  me,  thou  Life  and  Delight  of  my  soul, 
Where  the  flock  of  thy  pasture  are  feeding  ; 
I  seek  thy  protection,  I  need  thy  control, 
I  would  go  where  my  Shepherd  is  leading. 

a  Oh,  tell  me  the  place  where  the  flock  are  at  rest, 
Where  the  noontide  will  find  them  reposing  ; 
The  tempest  now  rages,  my  soul  is  distressed, 
And  the  pathway  of  peace  I  am  losing. 
3  And  why  should  I  stray  with  the  tlocks  of  thy 
foes, 
In  the  desert  where  now  they  are  roving  ; 


Where  hunger  and  thirst,  where  contention-, 
and  woes, 
And  fierce  conflicts  their  ruin  are  proving  ? 

4  Ah  !  when  shall  my  woes  and  my  wandering 

cease 
And  the  follies  that  fill  me  with  weeping? 
O  Shepherd  of  Israel,  restore  me  that  peace, 
Thou  dost  give  to  the  flock  thou  art  keeping  » 

5  A  voice  from  the  Shepherd  now  bids  me  return, 

By  the  way  where  the  foot-prints  are  lying  ; 
No  longer  to  wander,  no  longer  to  mourn  : 
And  homeward  my  spirit  is  flying. 


36 


11. 


PSALM    23. 
M  No  want  shall  I  know." 

1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  ;   no  want  shall  1 

know ; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures ;  safe-folded  I  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when 
oppressed. 

2  Through    the    valley   and  shadow  of  death 

though  I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear  ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay  ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction,  my  table  is  spread  ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth 
o'er  ; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head  ; 
Oh,  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God  ! 

Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  met  thee  above  ; 
I  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  king- 
dom of  love. 


37 


11. 


PSALM    23. 
ik  /  will  be  with  thee." 

1  Though  faint,  yet  pursuing,  we  go  on  our  way; 
The  Lord  is  our  Leader,  his  word  isourstav  ; 
Though  suffering,  and  sorrow,  and  trial   be 

near, 
The  Lord  is  our  Refuge,  and  whom  can  we 
fear? 

2  He  raiseth  the  fallen,  he  cheereth  the  faint  ; 
The  weak,  and  oppressed— he  will  hear  their 

complaint ; 
The  way  may  be  weary,  and  thorny  the  road, 
But  how  can  we  falter  ? — our  help  is  in  God  ! 

3  And  to  his  green  pastures  our  footsteps  he 

leads  ; 
His  flock  in  the  desert  how  kindly  he  feeds  ! 
The  lambs  in  his  bosom  he  tenderly  bears, 
And  brings  back  the  wanderers  all  safe  from 

the  snares. 


PSALM  23. 


19 


4  Though  clouds  may  surround  us,  our  God  is 

our  light ; 
Though  storms  rage  around  us,  our  God  is 

our  might ; 
So,  faint,  yet  pursuing,  still  onward  we  come  ; 
The  Lord  is  our  Leader,  and  heaven  is  our 

home  ! 

38  PSALM   23.  S.  M. 
Content  in  Christ. 

1  While  my  Redeemer's  near, 

My  Shepherd  and  my  guide, 
1  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear : 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever  fragrant  meads, 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 

My  wandering  feet  restore  ; 
To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  my  way, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

4  Unworthy,  as  I  am, 

Of  thy  protecting  care, 
Jesus,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

39  PSALM   23.  S.  M. 

The  Lord  our  Shepherd. 
1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

t  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

i  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim  ; 
And  guide  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  can  not  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark 
shade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  spite  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 

Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 


40  psalm  23.  S.  M. 

li  He  restoreth  my  Soul.1' 

1  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  would  not  be  controlled. 

2  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 
'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole. 

3  'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 
'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  would  not  be  controlled  ; 
But  now  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  love,  I  love  the  fold  ! 

41  psalm  23.  C.  M 

The  Good  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord's  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want: 

He  makes  me  down  to  lie 
In  pastures  green  ;  he  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

2  My  soul  he  doth  restore  again  ; 

And  me  to  walk  doth  make 
Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
Ev'n  for  his  own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  death's  dark  vale, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
For  thou  art  with  me,  and  thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

4  My  table  thou  hast  furnished 

In  presence  of  my  foes  ; 
My  head  thou  dost  with  oil  anoint, 
And  my  cup  overflows. 

5  Goodness  and  mercy,  all  my  life, 

Shall  surely  follow  me  ; 
And  in  God's  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

42  psalm  23.  C.  M 

The  Lord^  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord, 

Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  shepherd,  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repose  • 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  where 
Refreshing  water  flows. 


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PSALM  24. 


3  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  tear  and  danger  free  ; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

4  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wondrous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 
That  life  to  him  1  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  spend. 

43  psalm  24.  C.  M. 

The  Abode  of  Saints. 
1  The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
With  Adam's  numerous  race  ; 
He  raised  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 

a  But  who,  among  the  sons  of  men. 
May  visit  thine  abode  ? 
lie  that  has  hands  from  mischief  clean, 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God. 

5  This  is  the  man  may  rise,  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 
This  is  the  lot  of  those,  that  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  souls'  immortal  powers 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors  ; 

The  King  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory  !  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  nations  •  but  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 

44  psalm  24.  C.  M. 

k  l  Tk e  King  0/  Glory . ' ' 
t  Ye  gates,  lift  up  your  heads  on  high  ! 
Ye  doors  that  last  for  ave  ! 
Be  lifted  up,  that  so  the  King 
Of  glory  enter  may. 

2  But  who  of  glory  is  the  King? 

The  mighty  Lord  is  this  ; 
Ev'n  that  same  Lord,  that  great  in  might 
And  strong  in  battle  is. 

3  Ye  gates,  lift  up  your  heads  !  ye  doors. 

I  toon  that  do  last  for  aye  ! 
Be  Lifted  up,  that  so  the  King 
Of  glory  enter  may. 

4  But  who  is  he  that  is  the  King 

Of  glory  ?  who  is  this  ? 

Tin    Lord  <>f  hosts,  and  none  but  he, 
The  King  of  glorv  is. 


45  psalm  24.  L.  M 

Resurrection  0/  Christ. 

1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : — 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  1 
Ye  everlasting  doors  !  give  way. 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  ethereafscene  : 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory— who? 

The  Lord  who  all  our  foes  o'ercame  ; 
Who  sin,  and  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew  ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors  !  give  way. 

6  Who  is  the  King  of  glory — who  ? 

The  Lord  of  boundless  power  possessed  ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels,  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  blessed. 


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L.  M. 


psalm  24. 

The  King  0/ glory \ 

1  This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

And  men  and  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds  ; 
He  raised  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  ; 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean ; 
Him  shall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high  : 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh, 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he  ! 

6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  display 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  wav  ; 
Laden  With  Spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 

The  conqueroi  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 


PSALMS  25,  2b,  27. 


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47  psalm  25.  S.  M\ 

Looking  to  Jesus. 
1  Mine  eyes  and  my  desire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

a  Lord,  turn  thee  to  my  soul  ; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near: 
When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
From  sin's  destructive  snare? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod? 

4  Oh,  keep  my  soul  from  death. 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame  ! 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

5  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  see  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

48  psalm  25.  S.  M. 
Divine  Teaching: 

1  Where  shall  the  man  be  found, 

That  fears  to  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 

The  secrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
With  such  as  to  his  covenant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease, 

Beiure  their  Maker's  face  ; 
Theii  seed  shall  taste  the  promises, 
In  their  extensive  grace. 

49  psalm  25.  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Help. 
1  To  thee  I  lift  my  soul ; 
O  Lord,  I  trust  in  thee  ; 
Mv  God,  let  me  not  be  ashamed. 
Nor  foes  exult  o'er  me. 

Let  none  who  wait  on  thee 

He  put  to  shame  at  all  • 
But  those  who  causeless!  v  trangress^ 

On  them  the  shame  shall  fall. 


3  Show  me  thy  wavs.  O  Lord  ; 

Thy  paths,  on,  teacn  tnju  me 
And  do  thou  lead  me  in  thy  truth, 
Therein  my  teacher  be  : — 

4  For  thou  art  God  that  dost 

To  me  salvation  send  : 
And  waiting  for  thee  all  the  day, 
Upon  thee  I  attend. 

5  Thy  tender  mercies,  Lord, 

To  mind  do  thou  recall, 
And  loving-kindnesses,  for  they 
Have  been  through  ages  all. 


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PSALM    26. 


C.  M 


Self -ex  a  >n  in  at  ion. 
i  Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  try  my  heart, 
For  thou  that  heart  canst  see  ; 
And  bid  each  idol  thence  depart 
That  dares  compete  with  thee. 

2  Though  weak  and  cleaving  to  the  dust, 

My  soul  adores  thee  still ; 
Thy  grace  and  truth  are  all  my  trust ; 
Oh,  mould  me  to  thy  will. 

3  Thine  altar,  Lord,  I  would  embrace 

With  hands  by  Christ  made  clean  ; 
I  love  thy  house,  I  love  the  place 
Where  thy  bright  face  is  seen. 

4  Oh,  guide  me  in  thy  love  and  fear ; 

My  soul  on  thee  I  cast ; 
I  would  not  walk  with  sinners  here, 
To  share  their  doom  at  last. 

51  psalm  27.  C.  M 

The  Churchy  our  Delight  and  Safety. 

1  The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength, — nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires, — 

Oh,  grant  me  an  abode, 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, — 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still - 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around  ; 

And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 

Within  thy  temple  sound. 


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PSALMS  27,  28,  29,  30. 


52  psalm  27.  C.  M. 

Love  for  Worship. 
1  One  thing  I  of  the  Lord  desired, 
And  will  seek  to  obtain, 
That  all  days  of  my  life  I  may 
Within  God's  house  remain  ; — 

1  That  I  the  beauty  of  the  Lord 

Behold  may  and  admire, 

And  that  I  in  his  holy  place 

May  reverently  inquire. 

3  For  he  in  his  pavilion  shall 

Me  hide  in  evil  days  ; 
In  secret  of  his  tent  me  hide, 
And  on  a  rock  me  raise. 

4  And  now,  ev'n  at  this  present  time, 

Mine  head  shall  lifted  be 
Above  all  those  that  are  my  foes, 
And  round  encompass  me. 

5  O  Lord  give  ear  unto  my  voice 

When  I  do  cry  to  thee  ; 

Upon  me  also  mercy  have, 

And  do  thou  answer  me. 

63  PSALM   28.  L.  M. 

Divine  Assistance  acknowledged. 
1  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  heard  my  prayer, 
The  Lord,  my  shield,  my  help,  my  song, 
Who  saved  my  soul  from  sin  and  fear, 
And  filled  with  praise  my  thankful  tongue. 

1  In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
By  foes  beset,  of  death  afraid, 
My  spirit  trusted  in  his  grace, 
And  sought  and  found  his  heavenly  aid. 

3  O  blest  Redeemer  of  mankind  ! 

Thy  shield,  thy  saving  strength,  shall  be 
The  shield,  the  strength  of  every  mind 
That  loves  thy  name,  and  trusts  in  thee. 

4  Remember,  Lord,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 

Israel  defend  from  guilt  and  woe  ; 
Thy  Hock  in  richest  pastures  feed, 
And  guard  their  steps  from  every  foe. 

5  Zion  exalt,  her  cause  maintain, 

With  peace  and  joy  her  courts  surround  ; 
In  showers  let  endless  blessings  rain, 
And  all  the  world  thy  praise  resound. 


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PSALM   29. 

Storm  and  Thunder. 
1  Givk  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame  ! 

(jive  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ; 
Ascribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 


L.  M. 


2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud, 

Over  the  ocean  and  the  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud. 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  He  speaks, — and  tempest,  hail  and  wind, 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around  j 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And  lo  !  the  stately  cedars  break  , 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  valleys  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  on  the  flood  ; 

The  Thunderer  reigns  for  ever  king  ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 

The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts  ; 
Amid  the  raging  storm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 


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PSALM    30. 


L.  M 


Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  ; 
At  thy  command  diseases  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints,  and  prove 
How  large  his  grace,  how  kind  his  love  ; 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace.     ' 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  : 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning  star  restores  the  joy. 


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PSALM    30. 
Recovery  acknowledged. 

1  I  will  exalt  thee,  Lord, 

Thou  hast  exalted  me  • 
Since  thou  hast  silenced  Satan's  boasts, 
My  boast  shall  be  in  thee. 

2  Mv  sins  had  brought  me  near 

The  grave  of  black  despair  ; 
I  looked,  but  there  was  none  to  save, 
Till  I  looked  up  in  prayer. 

3  All  through  the  night,  1  wept, 

Hut  morning  brought  relief: 
That  hand,  which  broke  mv  bones  before. 
Then  broke  my  bonds  of  grief. 

4  My  grief  to  dancing  turns, 

For  Sackcloth  joy  he  ^ives  ; 

A  moment,  Lord,  thine  anger  burns, 
But  long  thv  favor  lives. 


S.  M 


PSALMS  31,  32,  33,  34. 


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5  Sin?  with  me  then,  ye  saints, 

Who  long  have  known  his  grace: 
With  thanks  recall  the  seasons  when 
Ye  also  sought  his  face. 

57  PSALM  31.  S.  M. 

Trust  in  God. 

1  My  spirit  on  thy  care, 

Blest  Saviour,  I  recline  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 
For  thou  art  love  divine. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust 

On  thee  I  calmly  rest: 
I  know  thee  good,  I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Whate'er  events  betide, 

Thy  will  they  all  perform  • 
Safe  i'n  thy  breast  my  head  I  hide, 
Nor  fear  the  coming  storm. 

4  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 

It  must  be  good  for  me, — 
Secure  of  having  thee  in  all, 
Of  having  all  in  thee. 

5  O  all  ye  saints,  the  Lord 

With  eager  love  pursue  ; 
Who  to  the  just  will  help  afford, 
And  give  the  proud  their  due. 

58  PSALM,  32.  S.  M. 
Confession  0/  Sin 

1  Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they 

Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er  ! 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound, 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray. 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

59  PSALM   33.  C.  M, 
Works  0/  Creation  and  Providence. 

x  Rejoice,  ye  righteous  !  in  the  Lord  ; 
This  work  belongs  to  you  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word  : 
How  holy,  just,  and  true  ! 


2  His  mercy,  and  his  righteousness, 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
And,  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs  ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

60  PSALM   34.  C.  M 

Praise  for  Protection. 

1  God  will  I  bless  all  times  ;  his  praise 

My  mouth  shall  still  express. 
Mv  soul  shall  boast  in  God  ;  the  meek 
Shall  hear  with  joyfulness. 

2  Oh,  let  us  magnify  the  Lord, 

Exalt  his  name  with  me  ! 
I  sought  the  Lord,  and  he  me  heard 
And  from  all  fears  set  free. 

3  The  angel  of  the  Lord  encamps, 

And  he  encompasseth 
Ah  those  who  do  him  truly  fear, 
And  them  delivereth. 

4  Ob,  taste  and  see  that  God  is  good  ; 

Who  trusts  in  him  is  blest. 
Fear  God,  his  saints,  none  that  him  fear 
Shall  be  with  want  oppressed. 

5  The  lions  young  may  hungry  be, 

And  they  may  lack  their  food  ; 
But  they  that  truly  seek  the  Lord 
Shall  not  lack  any  good. 


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PSALM    34. 
Trusting  and  Praising  God. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble,  and  in  jov, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all,  who  are  distressed, 
From  my  example  comfort  take. 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  Oh,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name  ! 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just  : 

Deliverance  he  affords  to  all, 

Who  on  his  succor  trust. 


CM 


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PSALMS  35,  36,  37,  33,  39- 


5  Oh,  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ; 
Experience  will  decide, 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  contide. 

62  psalm  35.  CM. 

Trusting  God 

1  Oh,  plead  my  cause,  my  Saviour,  plead, 

I  trust  it  all  to  thee  : 
O  thou  who  didst  for  sinners  bleed, 
A  sinner  save  in  me. 

2  Assure  my  weak,  desponding  heart, 

My  threatening  foes  restrain  ; 
Oh,  tell  me  thou  my  helper  art, 
And  all  their  rage  is  vain. 

3  When  round  thy  cross  they  rushed  to  kill, 

How  was  their  fury  foiled  : 
Their  madness  only  wrought  thy  will, 
And  on  themselves  recoiled. 

4  The  great  salvation  there  achieved 

My  hope  shall  ever  be  : 
My  soul  has  in  her  Lord  believed, 
And  he  will  rescue  me. 


63  PSALM   36. 

God's  Perfections. 
1  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  is  in  the  heavens  ; 


C  M. 


Thy  truth  doth  reach  the  clouds  ; 
~*  y  justice  is  like  mountains  grea 
fhy  judgments  deep  as  floods. 


2  Lord,  thou  preservest  man  and  beast — 

How  precious  is  thy  grace  ! 
Therefore,  in  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Men's  sons  their  trust  shall  place. 

3  They  with  the  fatness  of  thy  house 

Shall  be  well  satisfied  ; 
From  rivers  of  thy  pleasures  thou 
Wilt  drink  to  them  provide. 

4  Because  of  life  the  fountain  pure 

Remains  alone  with  thee  ; 

And  in  that  purest  light  of  thine 

We  clearly  light  shall  see. 

64  PSALM    37.  C  M. 

The  Safety  of  the  Righteous. 

My  God  !  the  steps  of  pious  men 

Are  ordered  by  thy  will  • 
Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again  : 

Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways  ; 
Their  virtue  he  approves: 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  in  jn  he  loves 


3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

4  The  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 

Not  fearing  man,  nor  God  ; 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

5  And,  lo  !  he  vanished  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

6  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  : 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

65  psalm  38.  C  M 

Prayer  in  anguish. 

1  Amid  thy  wrath  remember  love, 

Restore  thy  servant,  Lord  ; 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chastening  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  sword. 

2  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  • 
The  burden,  Lord  !  I  can  not  bear, 
Nor  e'er  the  guilt  atone. 

3  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 

My  head  still  bending  down  ; 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 

Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

4  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear  ; 
And  every  sigh,  and  every  groan, 
Is  noticed  by  thine  ear. 

5  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past, 

And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  salvation,  haste, 
Before  thy  servant  die. 

66  PSALM   39.  C  M 

Mans  Frailty. 

1  Mine  end  and  measure  of  my  days, 

O  Lord,  unto  me  show, 
What  is  the  same  ;  that  I  hereby 
My  frailty  well  may  know. 

2  Lo,  thou  hast  made  my  days  a  span, 

As  nothing  are  my  years  ; 
Before  thy  si^ht,  each  man  at  best 
But  vanity  appears  :— 

3  Vva,  each  man  walks  in  empty  show; 

They  vex  themselves  in  vain  ; 
He  heaps  up  wealth,  ami  knoweth  not 

To  wiiom  it  shall  pertain. 


PSALMS  39,  40,  41.  42- 


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4  And  now,  O  Lorn,  what  wait  I  for? 
My  hope  is  fixed  on  thee. 
Deliver  me  from  all  my  sins  ; 
The  fool's  scorn  make  not  me 

Oh,  spare  thou  me,  that  I  my  strength 

Recover  may  Again, 
Before  from  hence  I  do  depart, 

And  here  no  more  remain. 

67  psalm  39.  C.  M. 

The  Vanity  of  Man. 

1  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ! 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, — 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  foi  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

68  PSALM   40.  C.  M 

Deliverance  from  deep  Distress. 

1  I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord, — 

He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry  ; 

He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 

And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  horrid  pit. 

Where,  mourning,  long  I  lay  ; 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet — 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue, 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  ot  grace  abroad  ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear  • 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord  !  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 

Their  numbers  to  repeat. 


69  psalm  40.  C.  M. 

A  neiu  Song. 

i  I  waited  for  the  Lord  my  God, 
And  patiently  did  bear  ; 
At  length  to  me  he  did  incline 
My  voice  and  cry  to  hear. 

2  He  took  me  from  a  fearful  pit, 

And  from  the  miry  clay, 
And  on  a  rock  he  set  my  feet, 
Establishing  my  way. 

3  He  put  a  new  song  in  my  mouth, 

Our  God  to  magnify  : 
Many  shall  see  it,  and  shall  fear, 
And  on  the  Lord  rely. 

4  Oh,  blessed  is  the  man  whose  trust 

Upon  the  Lord  relies  ; 
Respecting  not  the  proud,  nor  such 
As  turn  aside  to  lies. 

70  psalm  41.  C.  M. 

The  blessedness  of  benevolence. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain  : — 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind,  supporting  arms, 

To  every  child  of  grief'; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow  : 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

5  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

The  Saviour's  grace  shall  give  ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 


71  PSALM    42. 

Desire  for  God. 

1  As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 

When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirst v  soul  doth  pine  ; 
Oh,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  Divine  ? 


C.   If 


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PSALMS  43,  44,  45. 


3  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Trust  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  tor  thee,  and  change  these  sighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

4  God  of  my  strength,  how  long  shall  1, 

Like  one  forgotten,  mourn  ; 

Forlorn,  forsaken,  and  exposed 

To  my  oppressor's  scorn?  * 

5  My  heart  is  pierced,  as  with  a  sword, 

While  thus  my  foes  upbraid  : 
4  Vain  boaster,  where  is  now  thy  God  r 
And  where  his  promised  aid  !  ' 

o  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  Spring. 


72 


C.  M. 


PSALM    43. 
CJieerful  Hope. 

1  Against  a  wicked  nation,  Lord, 

Plead  thou  my  cause,  judge  me  ; 
And  from  unjust  and  crafty  men 
Oh,  do  thou  set  me  free. 

2  O  God,  my  strength,  why  dost  thou  me 

Cast  off  in  my  distress  ? 
Why  go  I  mourning  all  the  day 

While  enemies  oppress? 
■0  Oh,  send  thy  light  forth,  and  thy  truth  ! 

Let  them  be  guides  to  me, 
And  bring  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 

Ev'n  where  thy  dwellings  be. 

4  Then  will  I  to  God's  altar  go, 

To  God  my  chiefest  joy  : 
Yea,  God,  my  God,  thy  name  to  praise 
My  harp  I  will  employ. 

5  Why  art  thou  then  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

What  should  discourage  thee? 
And  why  with  vexing  thoughts  art  thou 
Disquieted  in  me  ? 

6  Still  trust  in  God  ;  for  him  to  praise 

Good  cause  I  yet  shall  have  : 
1  le  of  my  countenance  is  the  health, 
My  God  that  doth  me  save. 

73  PSALM   44.  C.   M. 

Complaint  in  Declension. 
1  LoftD  !  we  have  heard  thv  works  of  old, 
Thy  works  of  power  and 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days  : — 

b  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thv  gospel  known  : 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  lijjht  and  glory  shone. 


3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day  ; 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng, 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray  ; 
And  grace  was  all  their  song. 

4  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ! 
We  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

*74  PSALM   45.  C.  M 

Christ  and  his  glorious  Reign. 

1  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  my  King, — 

His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed  ; 
Thy  God,  with  blessings  infinite, 
Hath  crowned  thy  sacred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince! 

Ride  with  majestic  sway  ; 
Thy  terror  shall  strike  through  thy  foes. 
And  make  the  world  obey. 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God  !  for  ever  stands  ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  the  saints  by  love. 

5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill 
With  most  peculiar  joys. 


75 


C.  M 


PSALM    45. 
The  King  of  kings. 

1  My  heart  brings  forth  a  goodly  thing, 

My  words  that  I  indite 
Concern  the  King  :  my  tongue's  a  pen 
Of  one  that  swift  doth  write. 

2  Thou  fairer  art  than  sons  of  men  : 

Into  thy  lips  is  store 
Of  grace  infused  ;  God  therefore  thee 
Hath  blessed  for  evermore. 

3  For  ever  and  for  ever  is, 

O  God,  thy  throne  of  might! 
The  sceptre  of  thv  kingdom  is 
A  sceptre  that  is  rigid. 

4  Behold,  the  daughter  of  the  King 

All  gioriOUS  is  within  ; 
And  with  embroideries  of  gold 

Her  garments  wrought  have  been. 

5  She  shall  be  brought  with  gladness  great 

And  mirth  on  every  side, 

Into  the  palace  of  the  Kinsr, 
And  there  she  shall  abide. 


PSALMS  45.  46,47. 


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76  psalm  45.  L.  M. 

The  Glory  0/  Christ. 
1  Now  be  mv  heart  inspired  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King,— 
Jesus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  fair 

His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

8  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race, 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace  : 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  hows. 
And  blessings  all  his  sta'te  compose. 

3  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands  ; 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thv  laws  and  works  are  iust  and  right ; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

\  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head: 
And  with  his  sacred  spirit  blessed 
His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 


77 


PSALM   45. 
Christ  and  his  Church. 

1  The  King  of  saints,— how  fair  his  face  ! 
Adorned  with  majesty  and  grace, 

He  comes,  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand,  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  arrayed  in  purest  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress, 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  Oh,  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies  ; 

And  all  thy  sons,  a  numerous  train, 
Each,  like  a  prince,  in  glory  reign. 

4  Let  endless  honors  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  every  age  his  praises  spread  ; 
While  we,  with  cheerful  songs,  approve 
The  condescension  of  his  love. 


L.  M. 


78 


L.  M. 


PSALM    46. 
The  Church  Safe. 

1  Gon  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world — 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar ; 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide  ; 
While  every  nation,  everv  shore, 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 


4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

6  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power 

79  PSALM    46.  C.   M 
The  Church  Safe. 

1  God  is  our  refuge  and  our  strength, 

In  straits  a  present  aid  ; 
Therefore,  although  the  earth  remove 
We  will  not  be  afraid  : — 

2  Though  hills  amidst  the  seas  be  cast ; 

Though  waters  roaring  make, 
And  troubled  be  ;  yea,  though  the  hills 
By  swelling  seas  do  shake. 

3  A  river  is,  whose  streams  do  glad 

The  city  of  our  God  ; 
The  holy  place,  wherein  the  Lord 
Most  high  hath  his  abode. 

4  God  in  the  midst  of  her  doth  dwell ; 

Nothing  shall  her  remove  : 

The  Lord  to  her  an  helper  will, 

And  that  right  early,  prove. 

80  psalm  47.  C.  M 

The  Ascension  and  Reign  0/  Christ. 

1  Oh    for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God,  the  sovereign  King  ; 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King. 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honor  s:::_ 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound  ; 

Let  knowledge  lead  the 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne: — 

He  loved  that  ancient  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own  ; 
The  heathen  taste  his  grace. 


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PSALMS  48,  49,  50. 


81  PSALM  4S.  C.  M. 

The  Beauty  0/  the  Church. 
1  The  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly  he 
Should  be  exalted  still, 
Within  the  city  of  our  God 
Upon  his  holy  hill. 

Mount  Zion  stands  most  beautiful, 

The  joy  of  all  the  land  ; 
The  city  of  the  mighty  King 

On  her  north  side  doth  stand. 

3  The  Lord  within  her  palaces 

Is  for  a  refuge  known. 
For,  lo,  the  kings  that  gathered  were 
Together,  by  have  gone. 

4  Encompass  Zion,  and  go  around, 

Her  lofty  towers  tell ; 
Consider  ye  her  palaces, 
And  mark  her  bulwarks  well ; — 

5  That  ye  may  tell  posterity. 

For  this  God  doth  abide 
Our  God  for  evermore  ;  he  will 
E'en  unto  death  us  guide. 

82  PSALM   48.  S.  M. 

The  Church,  a  Buhiark. 

t  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

s  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 
The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress* 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair, 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 


83  PSALM   48. 

11  Beautiful  for  Situation.'''' 
Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise  : 
Thv  saints,  ()  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

f  heir  songs  of  honor  raise 


S.  M. 


2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's 'chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compass  and  view  thine  holy  ground. 
And  mark  the  building  well — 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows  ; 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent,  and  how  wise  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ; 
Will  be  our  God,  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

84  PSALM  49.  S.  M. 

Pride  and  Death. 

1  Why  doth  the  rich  man  grow 

To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honors  flow 
With  every  rising  tide  ? 

2  Why  treat  the  poor  with  scorn. 

Made  of  the  self-same  clay, 
And  boast  as  though  his  flesh  wrere  born 
Of  better  dust  than  they? 

3  No  treasures  can  procure 

His  soul  a  short  reprieve. 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilt}'-  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 


85 


PSALM    50. 
Saints  at  the  Judgment* 

1  The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

Rids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  Throned  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  wa\\ 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

3  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear 
1  lis  justice  and  their  doom. 

4  li  But  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 

il  That  made  their  peace  with  God, 
By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
"And  sealed  it  with  his  blood. 


CM. 


I'SALM  51. 


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5  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light, 
Shall  make  the  world  confess, 
My  sentence  of  reward  is  right. 
And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

86  I'salm  51.  C.  M. 

Penitence, 

In  thy  great  loving-kindness,  Lord, 

Be  merciful  to  me  ; 
In  thy  compassions  great  blot  out 

All  my  iniquity. 

3  Oh,  wash  me  thoroughly  from  sin  ; 
From  all  my  guilt  me  cleanse  : 
For  my  transgressions  I  confess  j 
I  ever  see  my  sins. 

3  All  my  iniquities  blot  out, 

My  sin  hide  from  thy  view. 
Create  a  clean  heart,  Lord,  in  me 
A  spirit  right  renew. 

4  And  from  thy  gracious  presence,  Lord, 

Oh,  cast  me  not  away  ; 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  utterly 
Take  not  trom  me,  I  pray. 

5  The  joy  which  thy  salvation  brings 


Again  to  me  restore  ; 

With  " 


thy  free  Spirit,  oh,  do  thou 
Uphold  me  evermore. 


87 


PSALM    51.  C.  M. 

Repentance  and  Faith  in  Christ. 

1  O  God  of  mere}' !  hear  my  call, 

My  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall, 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace  ; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone  : 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul,  oppressed  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise  ; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

38  I'SALM    51.  L.  M. 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 
2  Show  pity.  Lord  !  O  Lord  !  forgive  ; 

Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 

May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 


2  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

3  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  : 
Lord  !  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

4  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And,  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord  ! 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there. 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

89  psalm  51.  L.  M 

Native  and  Total  Depravity. 

1  Lord  !  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast. 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

4  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone, 
I  lath  power  sufficient  to  atone  : 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow, 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

90  I'SALM   51.  L.  M 
The  backslider  penitent  and  restored. 

1  O  thou,  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry  ! 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  : 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

3  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

4  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thv  sovereign  grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  \  raise  a  pardoning  God. 


3o 


PSALMS  52,  53,  54,  55,  56,  57. 


5  Oh,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

91  psalm  52.  C.  M. 
The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  Why  should  the  mighty  make  their  boast, 

And  heavenly  grace  despise? 
In  their  own  arm  they  put  their  trust, 
And  rill  their  mouth  with  lies. 

2  Our  God  in  vengeance  shall  destroy, 

And  drive  them  from  his  face  j 
No  more  shall  they  his  church  annoy, 
Nor  find  on  earth  a  place. 

3  But  like  a  cultured  olive-grove, 

Dressed  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children,  blooming  in  thy  love, 
Amid  thy  courts  are  seen. 

4  On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord  ! 

Thy  saints  shall  rest  secure, 
And  all  who  trust  thy  holy  word, 
Shall  find  salvation  sure. 

92  psalm  53.  C.  M. 

The  Foes  of  Zion. 
1  Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
Who  thus  destroy  her  saints. 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

1  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 
Of  armies  in  array  : 
When  God  on  high  dismays  their  host, 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

3  Oh,  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  restore  ! 
The  joyful  saints  thy  praise  shall  sing, 
And  Israel  weep  no  more. 

93  PSALM   54.  C.  M 

Victory  desired. 

1  Behold  us,  Lord,  and  let  our  crv 

Before  thy  throne  ascend  ; 

Cast  thou  on  us  a  pitying  eye, 

And  still  our  lives  defend. 

b  For  impious  foes  insult  us  round  ; 
Oppressive,  proud,  and  vain  ; 
They  cast  thy  temples  to  the  ground 
And  all  our  rights  profane. 

3   Vet  thy  forgiving  grace  we  trust, 
And  in  thy  power  rejoice  ; 
Thine  arm  shall  bring  our  foes  to  dust, 
Thy  praise  inspire  our  voice 


94  PSALM    55. 

God  our  Refuge. 

1  O  God,  my  refuge  !  hear  my  cries, 

Behold  my  flowing  tears  ; 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Oh,  were  I  like  a  feathered  dove, 

Soon  would  I  stretch  my  wings, 

And  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 

From  all  these  restless  things. 

3  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear 

Or  shield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear 
If  he  commands  their  aid. 

4  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, — 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all  ; 
My  courage  rests  upon  his  word, — 
That  saints  shall  never  fall. 


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L.  M. 


PSALM    56. 
God's  care  of  his  people. 

1  God  knows  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 

Their  groanings  reach  his  listening  ears  ; 
He  has  a  book  for  their  complaints, 
And  makes  a  record  of  their  tears. 

2  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  cry, 

The  wicked  fear  thy  voice  and  nee, 
So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky, 
So  very  near  is  God  to  me. 

3  In  thee,  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 

I  have  reposed  unfaltering  trust ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do. 
The  feeble  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Each  day  thou  shalt  receive  my  praise  ; 
I'll  sing,  "  How  faithful  is  thy  word  ! 
How  righteous  thou  in  all  thy  ways  !  " 

5  Thou  hast  secured  my  soul  from  death  ; 

My  feet  from  falling,  oh,  set  free, 
That  heart,  and  hand,  and  life,  and  breath 
May  ever  be  employed  for  thee. 


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PSALM    57. 
Divine  Praise. 

1  Eternal  God,  celestial  King  ! 

Exalted  be  thy  glorious  name  ; 
Let  hosts  in  heaven  thy  praises  sing, 
And  saints  on  earth  thy  love  proclaim. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed  on  thee,  my  God ! 

1  rest  my  hope  on  thee  alone  ; 
I'll  spread  thy  sacred  truths  abroad, 
To  all  mankind  thy  love  make  known. 


L.  M. 


PSALMS  5;,  58,  59,  60. 


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4  Awake,  ray  tongue  !  awake,  ray  lyre  ! 
With  morning's  earliest  dawn  arise  ; 
Let  songs  of  joy  my  soul  inspire, 
And  swell  your  music  to  the  skies. 

4  With  those  who  in  thy  grace  abound, 
To  thee  I'll  raise  my  thankful  voice  ; 
While  every  land,  the  earth  around, 
Shall  hear,  and  in  thy  name  rejoice 

97  psalm  57.  L.  M. 

Praise  for  Protection,  Grace  and  Truth. 

1  My  God  !  In  whom  are  all  the  springs 

Of  boundkss  love  and  grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  be  over-blown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  crv, 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ; 
He-  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 
And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

3  My  heart  is  fixed  ;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue  !  to  sound  his  praise, — 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

4  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

5  be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwel  ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


03 


L.  M. 


PSALM    58. 
Warning  to  Magistrates. 

1  Judges  !  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  go  secure  ? 

2  Shall  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands 
When  one  oppressed  before  you  stands? 
Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 

That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

3  Vet  ye  invade  the  rights  of  God  : 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad  ; 
High  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns, 
Vet  ye  bind  conscience  in  your  chains. 

4  When  once  he  thunders  from  the  sky, 
Your  grandeur  melts,  your  titles  die  ; 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Your  power  before  the  tempest  Hies. 

5  There  is  a  God  who  rules  on  high, 
A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  ioy  to  saints  afford. 


99  psalm  59.  L.  M. 

*'  Thou  art  my  Rock.11 

1  O  thou  whose  pity  reaches  those 

Whose  sorrows  meet  thy  watchful  eyes, 
Now  save  me  from  my  wicked  foes. 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  arise,  arise  ! 

2  Thou  art  my  rock  and  my  defence  ; 

Thou  art  a  tower  unto  my  saints  ; 
Thee  will  I  make  my  confidence, 
Thee  will  1  trust,  though  nature  faints. 

3  Thy  mercies  gladly  will  I  sing, 

And  all  thy  power  and  love  confess  ; 
For  thou  hast  been,  O  heavenly  King, 
My  safe  resort  in  each  distress. 

4  My  songs  with  every  morning's  light, 

O  Lord,  shall  rise  up  to  thy  throne  ; 
And  all  thy  saints  shall  praise  thy  might, 
And  thy  rich  mercy  shall  make  known. 


100 


L.  M 


psalm  60. 

Prayer  in  Depression. 

1  O  God,  thou  hast  cast  off  thy  saints  ; 

Thy  face  thou  dost  in  anger  hide, 
And  lo,  thy  church  for  terror  faints, 
While  breaches  all  her  walls  divide  ! 

2  Hard  things  thou  dost  upon  us  lay, 

And  make  us  drink  most  bitter  wine  ; 
But  still  thy  banner  we  display, 
And  bear  aloft  thy  truth  divine. 

3  Our  courage  fails  not,  though  the  night 

No  earthly  lamp  avails  to  break, 
For  thou  wilt  soon  arise  in  might, 
And  of  our  captors  captives  make. 

4  Thy  right  hand  shall  thy  people  aid  ; 

Thy  faithful  promise  makes  us  strong  ; 
We  will  Philistia's  land  invade, 
And  over  Edom  chant  the  song. 

5  Through  thee  we  shall  most  valiant  prove 

And  tread  the  foe  beneath  our  feet  ; 
Through  thee  our  faith  shall  hills  remove, 
And  small  as  chaff  the  mountains  beat. 


101 


PSALM    60. 
The  Lord's  Banner. 

1  Arise,  ye  saints,  arise  ! 

The  Lord  our  Leader  is  ; 
The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

2  We  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 

Our  Saviour,  and  our  King  ! 
We  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring. 


S.  M, 


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PSALMS  61,  62,  63,  64. 


3  We  «-oon  shall  see  the  day 

Wnen  all  our  toils  shall  cease  ; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  This  hope  supports  us  here  ; 

It  makes  our  burdens  light ; 
'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer, 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight. 

5  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 

We  hear  of  war  no  more  ; 

And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest, 

On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 


102  PSALM    6l. 

Safety  in  God. 
1  When,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
Mv  heart  within  me  dies  ; 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  1  lift  mine  eyes. 

a  Oh,  lead  me  to  the  rock, 

That's  high  above  my  head  j 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord  ! 

For  ever  I'll  abide  • 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 


S.  M. 


103 


tsalm  62. 


11  My  strong  Rock  is  He" 

1  My  soul  with  patience  doth 

Depend  on  God  indeed  ; 
Mv  strengtli  and  my  salvation  both 
From  him  alone  proceed. 

2  He  my  salvation  is, 

And  my  strong  rock  is  he  ; 
He  only  is  my  sure  defence: 
I  shall  not  moved  be. 

3  In  God  my  glory  is, 

And  my  salvation  sure  ; 
In  God  the  rock  is  of  my  strength, 
My  refuge  most  secure. 

4  God  hath  it  spoken  once, 

Yea,  this  1  heard  again, 
Thai  power  to  Almighty  God 
Alone  doth  appertain. 

5  Yea,  mercy  unto  thee 

Belongs,  O  Lord,  alone  : 
For  thou  according  to  his  work 
Rewardest  every  one. 


S.  M. 


104  psalm  63.  C.  M. 

Morning  Worship. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

3  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

105  psalm  63.  C.  M. 
Early  Praise. 

1  Lord,  thee,  my  God,  I'll  early  seek  ; 

My  soul  doth  thirst  for  thee  ; 
My  flesh  longs  in  a  dry,  parched  land 
Wherein  no  waters  be, — 

2  That  I  thy  power  may  behold, 

And  brightness  of  thy  face, 
As  I  have  seen  thee  heretofore 
Within  thy  holy  place. 

3  Since  better  is  thy  love  than  life, 

My  lips  thee  praise  shall  give, 

I  in  thy  name  will  lift  my  hands, 

And  bless  thee  while  I  live  : — 

4  When  I  do  thee  upon  my  bed 

Remember  with  delight, 

And  when  on  thee  I  meditate 

In  watches  of  the  night. 

5  In  shadow  of  thy  wings  I'll  joy, 

For  thou  mine  help  hast  been. 
My  soul  thee  follows  hard  ;  and  me 
Thy  right  hand  doth  sustain. 

106  psalm  64.  C.  M. 

Prayer  in  Peril. 

1  Hear  me,  O  Lord  !  regard  my  prayer  ! 

Foes  lurk  without,  within, 
In  secret  spread  the  subtle  snare 
To  lead  me  into  sin. 

2  He  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place 

Against  their  ill  design  ; 
Display  thy  love  and  covenant  grace, 
And  show  me  1  am  thine. 


PSALMS  65,  66. 


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1  Forgive  the  sins  my  heart  laments, 

The  inward  thoughts  of  wrong  ; 

The  listless  hours  of  ease  misspent, 

And  make  thy  grace  my  song. 

4  So  shall  the  saints  record  the  hour 

When  thou  didst  bend  thine  ear, 
And  manifest  thy  promised  power 
To  scatter  every  fear. 

5  In  God  the  righteous  shall  be  glad, 

In  him  shall  put  their  trust : 
While  foes  shall  at  their  feet  be  laid 
And  humbled  in  the  dust. 

107  PSALM   65.  C.  M. 
Worship  of  God  in  his  Temple. 

x  Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord  !  for  thee  ; 
There  shall  our  vows  be  paid  ; 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray  ; 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  O  Lord  !  our  guilt  and  fears  prevail, 

But  pardoning  grace  is  thine  ; 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill, 
To  conquer  every  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men,  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face  ; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in'thy  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine  ; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfill  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wondering  nations  see, 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
The  distant  isles  shall  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

108  PSALM   65.  C.  M. 
Praise  in  Zion. 

1  Praise  waits  for  thee  in  Zion,  Lord, 

To  thee  vows  paid  shall  be. 
O  thou,  that  hearer  art  of  prayer, 
All  flesh  shall  come  to  thee. 

2  The  man  is  blest  whom  thou  dost  choose. 

And  make  approach  to  thee, 
That  he  within  thy  courts,  O  Lord, 
May  still  a  dweller  be. 

3  We  surely  shall  be  satisfied 

With  thy  abundant  grace, 
And  with  the  goodness  of  thy  house, 
Ev'n  of  thy  holy  place. 

4  By  fearful  works  and  terrible, 

Thou  in  thy  righteousness, 
O  God  our  Saviour,  to  our  prayers 
Thy  answer  doth  express 


5  And  so  all  ends  of  earth  shall  place 
Their  confidence  in  thee, 
Ev'n  those  who  dwell  in  distant  lands, 
And  far  off  on  the  sea. 

109  psalm  65.  C.  M 

Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons. 

1  'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring  ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours. 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  distill  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  ofcorn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

110  PSALM  66.  C.  M 
The  God  of  Providence. 

1  Sing,  all  ye  nations  !  to  the  Lord, 

Sing  with  a  joyful  noise  ; 

With  melody  of  sound  record 

His  honors  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Power  that  shakes  the  sky,— 

"  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly. 
Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

3  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  passed  the  flood'; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God. 

4  Through  watery  deeps  and  fiery  ways. 

We  march  at  thy  command. 
Led  to  possess  the  promised  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

5  Oh,  bless  our  @od,  and  never  cease  ; 

Ye  saints  !  fulfill  his  praise  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

111  PSALM   66.  C.  M 

Praise  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
To  that  almighty  Power, 
Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made. 
In  my  distressful  hour. 


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PSALMS  67,  68,  69,  70. 


t  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come,  ye  who  fear  my  God  !  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

I  sought  his  heavenly  aid  : 
He  saved  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  shade. 

4  Had  sin  lain  covered  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employed  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God — his  name  be  ever  blessed — 

Hath  set  my  spirit  free, 
Nor  turned  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turned  his  heart  from  me. 

112  PSALM   67.  C.  M. 

Enlarge?nent  of  the  Church. 

1  Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  shine 

With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coasts, 
And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  When  shall  thy  name  from  shore  to  shore 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

3  Earth  shall  obey  his  high  command, 

And  yield  a  full  increase  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace. 

4  God  the  Redeemer  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favors  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 


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L.  M. 


PSALM    68. 
GocTs  Majesty. 

1  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song  : 

His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearse  ; 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  shakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms  ; 
1  low  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 

]n  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 
Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

3  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blest ; 
1  le's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest  : 
When  terrors  rise  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 


114  PSALM   68.  L.  M. 
Ch  risfs  A  scension . 

1  Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  : 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  °pfts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

115  PSALM    69.  L.  M 
Pardon  through  the  Sufferings  of  Christ. 

1  Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  crimes  which  we  had  done 

3  Oh,  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; — 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

116  psalm  70.  L.  M 

Prayer  for  Christ's  Coming. 

1  O  thou  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways, 
Whom  earth,  and  hell,  and  heaven  obeys  ; 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 

And  show  thy  power  and  glory  near. 

2  Oh,  haste,  with  every  gift  inspired, 
With  glory,  truth,  and  grace  attired  ; 
Thou  Star  of  heaven's  eternal  morn, 
Thou  Sun  whom  beams  divine  adorn  ! 

3  Saints  shall  be  glad  before  thy  face. 
And  grow  in  love,  and  truth, "and  grace; 
Thy  church  shall  blossom  in  thv  sight, 
And  yield  her  fruits  of  pure  delight 

4  Oh,  hither,  then,  thy  footsteps  bend! 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  liills  descend  ; 
Mild  as  the  Sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day 


PSALMS  71,  72. 


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117  psalm  ;r.  C.  M. 

The  aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope. 

1  My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 

I  live  upon  thy  truth  ! 
Thv  hands  have'  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them 'to  thy  care. 

3  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

4  Then,  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line — thy  praise. 


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C.  M. 


PSALM    71. 
Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

1  My  Saviour  !  my  almighty  friend  ; 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, — 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust  j 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And,  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  Mv  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march,  with  courage,  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

119  PSALM   72.  C.  M. 

The  Church's  Increase. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  judgments  give  the  King, 

His  Son  thy  Righteousness. 
With  right  he  shall  thy  people  judge, 
Thy  poor  with  uprightness. 

2  Of  corn  an  handful  in  the  earth 

On  tops  of  mountains  high. 
With  prosperous  fruit  shall  shake  like  trees 
On  Lebanon  that  be. 


3  His  name  for  ever  shall  endure  ; 

Last  like  the  sun  it  shall  : 
Men  shall  be  blessed  in  him,  and  blest 
All  nations  shall  him  call. 

4  Now  blessed  be  the  Lord  our  God, 

The  God  of  Israel, 
For  he  alone  doth  wondrous  works 
In  glory  that  excel. 

5  And  blessed  be  his  glorious  name 

To  all  eternity  : 
The  whole  earth  let  his  glory  fill, 
Amen,  so  let  it  be  ! 

120  PSALM   72.  7,  6.  D 

The  Blessings  of  Christ's  Kingdom. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  tree, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong  ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth. 
And  love,  and  joy.  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace  the  herald  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  Arabia's  desert-ranger 

To  him  shall  bow  the  knee  ; 
The  Ethiopian  stranger 

His  glory  come  to  see  : 
With  offerings  of  devotion, 

Ships  from  the  isles  shall  meet. 
To  pour  the  wealth  of  ocean 

In  tribute  at  his  feet. 

5  Kings  shall  fall  down  before  him, 

And  gold  and  incense  bring: 
All  nations  shall  adore  him  ; 

His  praise  all  people  sing  ; 
For  he  «■  hall  have  dominion 

( )'er  :  iver,  sea,  and  shore, 
Far  as  the  eagle's  pinion 

Or  dove's  light  wing  can  soar. 


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6  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 
The  heavenly  dew  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

j  O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  his  throne  shall  rest ; 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-biessed. 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

His  great,  best  name  of  Love  ! 

121  TSALM   72.  L.  M. 

Christ 's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

x  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

3  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning-sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love,  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen  ! 


122 


PSALM    72. 
The  Kingdom  0/  Christ. 
x  Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey  ; 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son  ; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  ^end  his  influence  down  ; 
His  grace,  on  fainting  souls,  distills 
Like  heavenly  dew,  on  thirsty  hills. 

-\  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  ol  overspreading  death, 


I..  M. 


Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light; 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

4  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 


123 


PSALM    72. 
The  ChurcJis  Growth. 


L.  M 


1  O  God,  thy  judgments  give  the  king, 

His  royal  Son,  thy  righteousness! 
He  to  thy  people  right  shall  bring, 
With  judgment  shall  thy  poor  redress. 

2  On  hill-tops  sowrn  a  little  corn 

Like  Lebanon  with  fruit  shall  bend  ; 
New  life  the  city  shall  adorn  ; 
She  shall  like  grass  grow  and  extend. 

3  Long  as  the  sun  his  name  shall  last, 

It  shall  endure  through  ages  all ; 
And  men  shall  still  in  him  be  blest, 
Blest  all  the  nations  shall  him  call. 

4  Now  blessed  be  the  mighty  One, 

Jehovah,  God  of  Israel, 
For  he  alone  hath  wonders  done, 
And  deeds  in  glory  that  excel. 

5  And  blessed  be  his  glorious  name, 

Long  as  the  ages  shall  endure. 
O'er  all  the  earth  extend  his  fame  . 
Amen,  amen,  for  evermore  ! 

124  PSALM   73.  C.  M. 

God  the  Portion  of  the  Soul. 

1  God,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope, 

My  help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thv  counsels.  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven,  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  while  the  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint, 
Thou  art  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Then  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God. 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  Joy. 


PSALMS  73,  74,  75,  76,  77- 


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125  psalm  73.  C.  M. 

Fainting  for  God. 
i  Oh,  whom  have  I  in  heavens  high 
But  thee,  O  Lord,  alone? 
And  in  the  earth  whom  I  desire 
Besides  thee  there  is  none. 

a  My  tiesh  and  heart  do  taint  and  fail, 
But  God  mv  heart  sustains  ; 
The  strength  "and  portion  of  my  heart 
He  evermore  remains. 

3  But  surely  it  is  good  for  me 

That  I  draw  near  to  God  : 
In  God  I  trust,  that  all  thy  works 
I  may  declare  abroad. 

4  With  thy  good  counsel  while  I  live 

Thou  wilt  me  safely  guide  ; 
And  into  glory  afterward 
Receive  me  to  abide. 

125  PSALM  74.  C.  M. 

The  Church  in  Affliction. 
x  Will  God  for  ever  cast  us  off? 
His  wrath  for  ever  smoke 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, — 
His  little  chosen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes,  so  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
X<;r  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 

3  Oh,  come  to  our  relief  in  haste  ; 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  j 
See,  what  a  wide  and  tearful  waste 
Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  And  still,  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  power  and  grace — 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

5  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  grief, 

But  all  in  silence  mourn  ; 
Nor  know  the  times  of  our  relief, — 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 


127 


PSALM    75. 
Deliverance  Acknowledged. 
i  To  thee,  most  high  and  holy  God, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  abroad, 
Thy  works  demand  our  praise. 

2  Our  fathers  once,  thy  favored  sons, 

Beheld  their  foes  arise  ; 
And  sore  oppressed  by  earthly  thrones, 
They  sought  help  from  the  skies. 

3  'Twas  then  arose,  with  equal  power, 

Thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
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C.  M. 


To  scourge  invaders  from  the  shore, 
And  save  thy  chosen  race. 

4  Now  let  oppressors  sink  their  pride, 
Nor  lift  so  high  their  rod, 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  aside, 
And  own  the  sovereign  God. 

128  psalm  76.  C.  M 

God's  Destruction  of  his  ancient  Foes. 

1  In  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known  ; 

His  name  in  Israel  great ; 
In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  Among  the  praises  of  his  saints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chose  ; 
There  he  received  their  just  complaints 
Against  their  haughty  foes. 

3  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God  ! 

What  haughty  monarchs  fell ; 

Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  i 

Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

4  What  power  can  stand  before  thy  sight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears? 
When   heaven   shines    round  with   dreadfuj 
light, 
The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 

5  When  God,  in  his  own  sovereign  ways 

Comes  down  to  save  the  oppressed. 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise, 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 

129  psalm  77.  C   M. 

The  E.vodus*. 

1  O  God,  most  holy  is  thy  way 

In  thy  divine  abode  ; 
Who  is  so  great  a  god  of  might 
As  our  almighty  God  ? 

2  Thou  art  the  God  of  wondrous  deeds 

Performed  by  thy  right  hand  ; 
Thou  hast  declared  thy  strength  among 
The  tribes  of  every  land. 

3  The  clouds  poured  out  abundant  rain, 

Loud  sounds  tilled  all  the  sky  ; 
Yea,  here  and  there  on  every  side 
Thy  arrows  swift  did  fly. 

4  Thy  paths  were  in  the  waters  great, 

Thy  way  was  in  the  sea, 
Thy  footsteps  'mid  the  deep  sea  waves 
Were  only  known  to  thee. 

5  And  like  a  flock  of  sheep  thou  di  .1st 

Thy  people  safely  guide 
By  Moses'  and  by  Aaron's  han 
Through  all  the  desert  wide. 


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130  PSALM  77.  7,  6.  D. 

Fa  ith  f>  rev  a  iling  over  despondency . 
t  In  time  of  tribulation, 

Hear,  Lord  !  my  feeble  cries  ; 
With  humble  supplication 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies: 
My  heart  with  grief  is  breaking  ; 

scarce  can  my  voice  complain  : 
Mine  eyes,  with  tears  kept  waking, 

Still  watch  and  weep  in  vain. 
e  The  days  of  old,  in  vision, 

Bring  vanished  bliss  to  view  : 
The  years  of  lost  fruition 

Their  joys  in  pangs  renew  : 
Remembered  songs  of  gladness, 

Through  night's  lone  silence  brought, 
Strike  notes  of  deeper  sadness, 

And  stir  desponding  thought. 

3  Hath  God  cast  off  for  ever? 

Can  time  his  truth  impair? 
His  tender  mercy,  never 

Shall  I  presume  to  share? 
Hath  he  his  loving-kindness 

Shut  up  in  endless  wrath  ? 
No  :  this  is  mine  own  blindness, 

That  can  not  see  his  path. 

4  I  call  to  recollection 

The  years  of  his  right  hand  ; 
And,  strong  in  his  protection, 

Again  through  faith  I  stand. 
Thv  deeds,  O  Lord,  are  wonder, 

Holy  are  all  thy  ways  ; 
The  secret  place  of  thunder 

Shall  utter  forth  thy  praise. 

5  a  "bee,  with  the  tribes  assembled, 

9  God,  the  billows  saw  ; 
They  saw  thee,  and  they  trembled, 

Turned,  and  stood  still  with  awe  : 
The  clouds  shot  hail,— they  lightened  ; 

The  earth  reeled  to  and  fro  j 
The  fiery  pillar  brightened 

The  gulf  of  gloom  below. 

6  Thy  way  is  in  great  waters  : 

Thy  footsteps  are  not  known  : 
Let  Adam's  sons  and  daughters 

Confide  in  thee  alone. 
Through  the  wild  sea  thou  leddest 

Thy  chosen  flock  of  yore  : 
Still  on  the  waves  thou  treadest, 

And  thy  redeemed  pass  o'er. 


131  PSALM    78. 

The  old  Story  of  Grace. 

1  Great  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
By  turns  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ! 
There  in  a  glass  our  hearts  may  see 
How  fickle  and  how  false  thev  be. 


L.  M. 


2  The  Lord  consumed  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 

A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways. 
Wore  out  their  strength,  and  spent  their  days. 

3  Oft,  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slam, 
They  mourned,  and  sought  the  Lord  again  • 
Called  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

4  Yet  could  his  sovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deserved  to  live  ; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turned, 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  burned. 

5  He  saw  theii  flesh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  saw  temptations  still  prevail ; 
The  God  of  Abraham  loved  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

132  bsalm  79.  L.  M 

Prayer  in  Peril. 

1  Behold,  O  God,  wrhat  cruel  foes, 

Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 
Thy  holy  temple  stands  deriled, 
In  dust  thy  sacred  walls  are  laid. 

2  Deep  from  the  prison's  horrid  glooms, 

Oh,  hear  the  mourning  captive  sigh. 
And  let  thy  sovereign  power  reprieve 
The  trembling  souls  condemned  to  die. 

3  Let  those  who  dared  insult  thy  reign, 

Return  dismayed,  with  endless  shame, 
While  heathen,  who  thy  grace  despise, 
Shall  from  thy  justice  learn  thy  name. 

4  So  shall  thy  children,  freed  from  death, 

Eternal  songs  of  honor  raise, 
And  every  future  age  shall  tell 
Thy  sovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace 


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L.  M. 


PSALM    80. 
Prayer  in  Declension. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel ! 
Who  didst  betwreen  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep. 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep  ; — 

2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  desert  now  ; 

Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  us  through  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted,  with  thy  hand, 
A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  ? 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 

4  I  low  did  the  Bpreading  branches  shoot, 
A  ad  bless  the  nations  with  the  fruit  I 
But  now,  ()  Lord  !  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree 


PSALMS  81,  82,  83,  84. 


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5  Return,  almighty  God  !  return, 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

134  tsalm  Si.  S.  M. 

Worship  ordained  of  old. 
1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  our  Might, 
With  holy  fervor  sing  ; 
Let  hearts  and  instruments  unite 
To  praise  our  heavenly  King. 

a  This  is  his  holy  house  ; 
And  this  his'festal  day, 
When  he  accepts  the  humblest  vows, 
That  we  sincerely  pay. 

3  The  Sabbath  to  our  sires 

In  mercy  first  was  given  ; 
The  Church  her  Sabbaths  still  requires 
To  speed  her  on  to  heaven. 

4  We  still,  like  them  of  old, 

Are  in  the  wilderness  ; 
And  God  is  still  as  near  his  fold, 
To  pity  and  to  bless. 

3  Then  let  us  open  wide 

Our  hearts  for  him  to  fill ; 
And  he,  that  Israel  then  supplied, 
Will  help  his  Israel  still. 

135  PSALM    82.  S.  M. 
11  The  Judge  0/  all  the  Earth:'' 

1  Among  the  men  of  might, 

The  mighty  God  doth  stand  : 
He  stands  to  order  judgment  right 
To  judges  of  the  land. 

2  "  How  long  with  wrongful  aid, 

The  oppressor's  cause  protect? 
How  long,  by  gift  and  favor  swayed, 
The  wicked  man  respect  ?  " 

3  They  will  not  understand  ; 

In  darkness  on  they  go  : 
Quake  all  the  pillars  of  the  land  ; 
They  totter  to  and  fro. 

4  O  God,  assert  thy  might, 

Pronounce  thy  just  decree  ; 

The  heritage  of  earth  bv  right 

Belongs,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

"36  psalm  83.  S.  M. 

14  Thy  hidden  ones." 
And  will  the  God  of  grace 

Perpetual  silence  keep? 
The  Cxod  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 

And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 


2  Behold  what  cruel  snares 

The  men  of  mischief  spread  ; 
The  men  that  hate  thy  saints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3  Against  thy  hidden  ones, 

Their  counsels  they  employ  ; 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Pursues  them  to  destroy. 

4  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  power  to  mind  ; 
Make  them  to  bow  before  thy  will, 
And  let  them  pardon  find. 

5  Then  shall  the  nations  know 

Thy  glorious,  dreadful  word  ; 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  sovereign  Lord. 

137  PSALM    S_L  C.  M. 

iV  How  lovely  is  the  place" 

1  My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 

To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays  ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts,  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place  ; 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  wi'll  ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 


138 


PSALM    84. 
Gocfs  House. 

1  How  lovely  is  thy  dwelling-place, 

O  Lord  of  hosts,  to  me  ! 
The  tabernacles  of  thy  grace 
How  pleasant,  Lord,  they  be  ! 

2  My  thirsty  soul  longs  veh'mently, 

Yea  faints,  thy  courts  to  see  : 
My  very  heart  and  ilesh  cry  out, 
O  living  God,  for  thee. 

3  Lord  God  of  hosts,  hear  thou  my  prayer; 

O  Jacob's  God,  give  ear  : 
See,  God,  our  shield  ;  look  on  the  face 
Of  thy  Anointed  dear. 

4  For  in  thy  courts  one  day  excels 

A  thousand  ;  rather  in 
Mv  God's  house  will  I  keep  a  door, 
Than  dwell  in  tents  of  sip 


C.  M. 


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PSALM  84. 


5  For  God  the  Lord  's  a  sun  and  shield  : 

He'll  grace  and  glory  give  • 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
From  them  that  justly  live. 

6  O  thou  that  art  the  Lord  of  hosts  ! 

That  man  is  truly  blest, 
Who  with  unshaken  confidence 
On  thee  alone  doth  rest. 

139  PSALM   84.  C.  M. 
Delight  in  Worship. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair, 

O  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  clear 
The  pleasant  tabernacles  are, 
Where  thou  dost  dwell  so  near  ! 

2  Mv  soul  doth  long  and  almost  die 

Thy  courts,  O  Lord  !  to  see  ; 
My  heart  and  flesh  aloud  do  cry, 
0  living  God  !  for  thee. 

3  Happy,  who  in  thy  house  reside, 

Where  thee  they  ever  praise  ; 
Happy,  whose  strength  in  thee  doth  bide, 
And  in  their  hearts  thy  ways. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

140  PSALM  84.  7.  D. 
M  Thine  Altars^  my  God." 

1  Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above, 
In  the  land  of  light  and  love  ; 
Pleasant  are  thy  courts  below, 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
Oh,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  thy  saints, 
For  the  brightness  of  thy  face, 
For  thy  fullness,  God  of  grace  ! 

2  Happy  birds  that  sing  and  fly 
Round  thy  altars,  O  Most  High! 
Happier  souls  that  find  a  rest 

In  their  Heavenly  Father's  breast! 
Like  the  wandering  dove  that  found 
No  repose  on  earth  around, 
They  can  to  their  ark  repair, 
And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 

j  Happy  souls  !  their  praises  flow, 
Even  in  this  vale  of  woe  ; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies; 
On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Till  they  reach  thy  throne  at  length  ; 
At  thy  feet  adoring  fall, 
Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 


4  Lord,  be  mine  this  prize  to  win, 
Guide  me  through  this  world  of  sin ; 
Keep  me  by  thy  saving  grace, 
Give  me  at  thy  side  a  place  ; 
Sun  and  Shield  alike  thou  art, 
Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart ; 
Grace  and  <^lory  tiow  from  thee, 
Shed,  oh,  shed  them,  Lord,  on  me. 

141  PSALM    84.  7 
Delights  of  public  Worship. 

1  Lord  of  Hosts,  how  lovely  fair, 
Ev'n  on  earth  thy  temples  are  ; 
Here  thy  waiting  people  see 
Much  of  heaven,  and  much  of  thee. 

2  From  thy  gracious  presence  flows 
Bliss  that  softens  all  our  woes  ; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holy  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  desire. 

3  Here  we  supplicate  thy  throne, 
Here  thou  mak'st  thy  glories  known  ; 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Taste  thy  love  and  sing  thy  praise. 

4  Thus  with  sacred  songs  of  joy, 
We  our  happy  lives  employ  ; 
Love,  and  long  to  love  thee  more, 
Till  from  earth  to  heaven  we  soar. 

142  PSALM    84.  H.  M. 
Divine  Worship. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above  ! 

How  pleasant,  and  how  fair. 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 

2  Oh,  happy  souls  who  pray, 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
Oh,  happy  men  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  thee  still  •  and  happy  they, 
Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hilf. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears  ; 
Oh,  glorious  seat,  when  God,  our  King, 
Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet! 


143 


PSALM    84. 
Joy  in  God's  House. 
1  To  spend  one  sacred  day, 

Wnere  God  and  saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy, 

Than  thousand  days  beside  ; 
Where  God  resorts,  I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door,  than  shine  in  courta. 


H.  M. 


PSALMS  84,  85. 


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God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  girts  his  hands  are  filled, 

We  draw  our  blessings  thence  ; 
He  shall  bestow,  on  Jacob's  race, 
Peculiar  grace  and  glory  too. 

3  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 
Kis  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, 

From  pure  and  pious  souls  : 
Thrice  happy  he,  O  God  of  hosts! 
Whose  spirit  trusts  alone  in  thee. 

144  PSALM   84.  II.  M. 
Longing  for  God's  House. 

1  How  lovelv  and  how  fair, 

O  Lord  of  hosts  !  to  me 
Thy  tabernacles  are  ! 

M  v  flesh  cries  out  for  thee  ; 
My  heart  and  soul,  with  heavenward  fire, 
To  thee,  the  living  God,  aspire. 

2  Lord  God  of  hosts  !  give  ear, 

A  gracious  answer  yield  ; 
O  God  of  Jacob  !  hear: 

Behold  !  O  God,  our  shield  ! 
Look  on  thine  own  anointed  One, 
And  save  through  thy  beloved  Son. 

3  Lord  !  I  would  rather  stand 

A  keeper  at  thy  gate, 
Than  at  the  king's  right  hand, 

In  tents  of  worldly  state  ; 
One  day  within  thy  courts — one  day 
Is  worth  a  thousand  cast  away. 

4  God  is  a  sun  of  light, 

Glory  and  grace  to  shed  : 
God  is  a  shield  of  might, 

To  guard  the  faithful  head  ; 
O  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  happy  he, — 
The  man  who  puts  his  trust  in  thee. 

145  PSALM   84.  L.  M. 

The  Pleasures  0/ public  Worship. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  hosts  !  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  • 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys,  and  thee  ? 

3  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brighter  gioncs  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 


4  Blest  are  the  souls,  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 


146 


L.  M 


PSALM    84. 
Divine  Worship. 

1  Great  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirtn. 

2  Might  I  enjo>  ihe  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace  ! 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  the  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory,  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
Display  thy  grace,  exert  thy  power, 
Till  all  on  earth  thy  name  adore  ! 


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L.  M 


PSALM    85. 
Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  Salvation  is  for  ever  nigh 

The  souls  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ,  the    Lord,  came   down  fr  303 
heaven  ; 
By  his  obedience  so  complete 
Justice  is  pleased,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  honor  shall  abound, 

Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
And  heavenly  influence  bless  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  tree  access  to  God  ; 
Oui  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more. 
But  mark  his  steps  and  keep  the  road. 


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PSALMS  86,  87,  83,  89,  90. 


148  psalm  86.  L.  M. 

Prayer  in  Trouble. 

1  Thy  listening  ear,  O  Lord,  incline  : 

Hear  rae,  my  God,  distressed  and  weak  ! 
Preserve  my  soul,  for  I  am  thine  ; 
Oh,  save  me,  for  thine  aid  I  seek  ! 

2  To  thee  ascend  my  daily  cries  : 

Hear,  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  my  voice  ! 
To  thee  my  soul  for  comfort  flies, 
Oh,  bid  thy  servant's  soul  rejoice. 

3  'Tis  thine  in  goodness  to  abound  ; 

'Tis  thine  to  pity  and  forgive  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  heal  the  bleeding  wound, 
And  grant  the  plaintive  soul  to  live. 

4  Hear,  O  Jehovah,  when  I  pray  ! 

Attend  my  voice,  my  suppliant  cry  ! 
1  call  thee  in  affliction  s  day, 
For  thou  wilt  listen,  thou  reply. 

5  And  thee  my  heart  shall  still  extol, 

Thy  goodness  chant,  thy  praises  tell  : 
For  large  thy  love  ;  and  thou  my  soul 
Hast  rescued  from  the  lowest  hell. 

149  PSALM   87.  L.  M. 

The  Birth-Place  of  the  Saints. 

1  God,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays 
Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praise  ; 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well ; 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

a  His  mercy  visits  every  house, 
That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows, 
Hut  makes  a  more  delightful  stay, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  described  of  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below  ! 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honor  to  appear, 

As  one  new-born,  or  nourished  there. 

150  PSALM   83.  L.  M. 
The  Resurrection. 

1  Shall  man,  O  God  of  life  and  light ! 
For  ever  moulder  in  the  grave: 
<  ansl  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save? 


2  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears! 
When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

3  Faith  sees  the  bright  eternal  doors 
Unfold  to  make  her  children  way  ; 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

4  The  trump  shall  sound,  the  dead  shall  wake, 
From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumberers  spring  , 
Through  heaven,  with  .joy,  their  myriads  rise 
And  hail  their  Saviour  and  their  King  ! 

151  PSALM    S9.  C.  M. 
God's  Mercies. 

1  The  mercies  of  my  God  and  King 

My  tongue  shall  still  pursue  : 
Oh,  happy  they  who,  while  they  sing 
Those  mercies,  share  them  too  ! 

2  As  bright  and  lasting  as  the  sun, 

As  lofty  as  the  sky, 
From  age  to  age,  thy  word  shall  run. 
And  chance  and  change  defy. 

3  The  covenant  of  the  King  of  kings 

Shall  stand  for  ever  sure  ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  saints  repose  secure. 

4  Thine  is  the  earth,  and  thine  the  skies, 

Created  at  thy  will : 
The  waves  at  thy  command  arise, 
At  thy  command  are  still. 

5  In  earth  below,  in  heaven  above, 

Who,  who  is  Lord  like  thee  ? 
Oh,  spread  the  gospel  of  thy  love, 
Till  all  thy  glories  see  ! 

152  PSALM   90.  C.  M. 
"  Our  God  in  ages  past." 

1  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Hears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  u'dreara 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

4  Our  God,  our  help  in  iges  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Be  Lhou  <>ur  guard  while  troubles  last. 
And  our  eternal  home. 


PSALMS  90,  91,  92. 


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153  psalm  90.  C.  M. 

"So  number  our  days." 
1  Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place 
In  generations  all. 
Before  thou  ever  hadst  brought  forth 
The  mountains  great  or  small ; 

a  Ere  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth, 
And  all  the  world  abroad  ; 
Ev'n  thou  from  everlasting  art 
To  everlasting  God. 

3  All  our  iniquities  thou  dost 

Before  thy  presence  place  ; 

Our  secret  sins  dost  set  before 

The  brightness  of  thy  face. 

4  Who  knows  the  power  of  thy  wrath? 

According  to  thy  fear 
So  is  thy  wrath.     Lord,  teach  thou  us 

Our  end  in  mind  to  bear  ; — 

5  And  so  to  count  our  days,  that  we 

Our  hearts  may  still  apply 
To  learn  thy  wisdom  and  thy  truth, 
That  we  may  live  thereby. 


154 


L.  M. 


FSALM    90. 
God's  Eternity. 

1  Through  every  age,  eternal  God  ! 
Thou  art  our  Rest,  our  safe  Abode  ; 

High  was  thy  throne,  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned,  ere  time  began, 
Or  (lust  was  fashioned  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth'and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  ; 

Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord  !  was  just, 
ik  Return,  ye  sinners  !  to  your  dust." 

\  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life  s  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down,  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

5  Teach  us,  O  Lord  !  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

155  psalm  91.  L.  M. 

Divine  Protection  amid  Dangers. 

i  He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there,  at  night,  shall  rest  his  head. 


2  Then  will  I  say,—11  My  God  !  thy  power 
Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tower  ; 

I,  who  am  formed  of  feeble  dust, 
Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust." 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare  ; — 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire  ; 

God  is  thy  life, — his  wings  are  spread, 
To  shield  thee  with  a  healthful  shade. 

5  If  vapors,  with  malignant  breath, 
Rise  thick  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
Israel  is  safe  ;  the  poisoned  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 

156  PSALM  92.  L.  M. 

The  church  is  the  garden  0/  God. 

1  Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  j 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive  : 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true  : 
None  that  attend  his  gates,  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

157  psalm  92.  L.  M. 

Divine  Worship. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 

To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing  ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast  ; 
Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  heart  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word  : 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ' 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Lord,  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supp  ies  of  joy  are  shea, 
Like  holy  od  to  cheer  my  head 


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PSALMS  93,  94,  95,  96,  97. 


5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 
And  every  power  rind  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

158  psalm  93.  L.  M. 

The  eternal  and  sovereign  God. 
Jehovah  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light, 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might ; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

t  But,  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, — 
Thyself,  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods,  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies : 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  so  high  ! — 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure, 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure  ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 


159 


L.  M, 


PSALM    94. 
God's  Omniscience. 
1  Can  guilty  man,  indeed,  believe 

That  he,  who  made  and  knows  the  heart, 
Shall  not  the  oppressor's  crimes  perceive, 
Nor  take  his  injured  servant's  part? 

3  Shall  he  who,  with  transcendent  skill, 

Fashioned  the  eye  and  formed  the  ear  ; 
Who  modeled  nature  to  his  will, 
Shall  he  not  see  ?     Shall  he  not  hear  ? 

3  Shall  he,  who  framed  the  human  mind, 

And  bade  its  kindling  spark  to  glow, 
Who  all  its  varied  powers  combined, 
O  mortal,  say — snail  he  not  know  ? 

4  Vain  hope  !  his  eye  at  once  surveys 

Whatever  fills  creation's  space  ; 
He  sees  our  thoughts,  and  marks  our  ways, 
He  knows  no  bounds  of  time  and  place. 

5  Surrounded  by  his  saints,  the  Lord 

Shall  armed  with  holy  vengeance  came  ; 
To  each  his  final  lot  award, 

Ana  seal  the  sinner's  fearful  doom. 

160  psalm  95.  C.  M. 

41  The  Rock  0/ our  Salvation.'''' 
1  Oh,  come,  let  us.  in  songs  to  God, 
Our  cheerful  voices  raise, 
In  joyful  shouts  let  us  Lhe  Rock 
Of  our  salvation  praise. 


2  Let  us  before  his  presence  come 
With  praise  and  thankful  voice  ; 
Let  us  sing  psalms  to  him  with  grace, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 

j  For  God,  a  great  God,  and  great  King, 
Above  all  gods  he  is. 
Depths  of  the  earth  are  in  his  hand. 
The  strength  of  hills  is  his. 

4  To  him  the  spacious  sea  belongs, 

For  he  the  same  did  make  ; 
The  dry  land  also  from  his  hands 
Its  form  at  first  did  take. 

5  Oh,  come,  and  let  us  worship  him 

Let  us  bow  down  withal, 
And  on  our  knees  before  the  Lord 
Our  Maker  let  us  fall. 

161  PSALM   96.  C.  M 
Christ's  Coining. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 

Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new-discovered  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations  Jesus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day  j 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea  ; 
Ye  mountains,  sink  :  ye  valleys,  rise  \ 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes  ;  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations,  as  their  God, 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

162  psalm  97.  CM 

The  Reign  of  Christ. 
»  Ye  isles  and  shores  of  every  sea  ! 
Rejoice— the  Saviour  reigns: 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

2  Adoring  angels,  at  his  birth, 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

3  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire  ; 
His  children  take  their  upward  flight, 
Ami  leave  the  world  on  tire. 


PSALMS  9S,  99,  ioo. 


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4  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 
For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 

163  PSALM   gS.  C.  M. 

The  joyful  Reign  of  Christ. 
i  Joy  to  the  world,— the  Lord  is  come  ; 
Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

a  Joy  to  the  earth,— the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While    fields    and    floods,   rocks,   hills,   and 
plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground, 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

164 


C.  M. 


psalm  gS. 

A  Neiv  Song. 
i  Oh,  sing  a  new  song  to  the  Lord, 
For  wonders  he  hath  done  ; 
His  right  hand  and  his  holy  arm 
Him  victory  hath  won. 

2  The  great  salvation  wrought  by  him, 

Jehovah  hath  made  known  ; 
His  justice  in  the  heathen's  sight 
He  openly  hath  shown. 

3  He  mindful  of  his  grace  and  truth 

To  Israel's  house  hath  been  : 

The  great  salvation  of  our  God 

All  ends  of  earth  have  seen. 

4  Let  all  the  earth  unto  the  Lord 

Send  forth  a  joyful  noise  ; 
Lift  up  your  voice  aloud  to  him, 

Sing  praises  and  rejoice. 
3  With  harp,  with  harp,  and  voice  of  psalms, 

Unto  JEHOVAH  sing: 
With  trumpets,  cornets,  gladly  sound 

Before  the  Lord  the  King. 

165  PSALM    99.  C.  M, 

The  Majesty  0/  Christ. 
1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  alone  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  fear  > 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne  ; 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 


2  Jesus  is  crowned  at  his  right  hand, 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  : 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
And  swift  fulfill  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  his  rightful  throne, 

His  honors  are  divine  ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known, 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  great  and  holy  is  his  name  ! 

How  terrible  his  praise  ! 
Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join, 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

5  Come,  let  us  seek  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  ways  are  wisdom,  power  and  trutn, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 


166 


L.  M. 


PSALM    IOO. 
The  sovereign  Jehovah. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations  !  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone : 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  strayed 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, — 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  reai , 
Almighty  Maker  !  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs  j 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity,  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

167  PSALM    IOO.  I..  M 

God^s  Supremacy. 

1  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell, 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice. 
Him  serve  with  mirth,  his  praise  forth  tell. 
Come  ye  before  him  and  rejoice. 

2  Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  indeed  ; 

Without  our  aid  he  did  us  make  : 
We  are  his  flock,  he  doth  us  feed. 
And  for  his  sheep  he  doth  us  take. 

3  Oh,  enter  then  his  gates  with  praise, 

Approach  with  joy  his  courts  unto: 
Praise,  laud,  and  bless  his  name  alwayi 
For  it  is  seemly  so  '.;>  do. 


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PSALMS  101,  102,  103. 


4  For  why?  the  Lord  our  God  is  good, 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 
His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood, 
And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 


168 


PSALM    IOI. 


L.  M. 


The  Magistrates  Song. 

1  Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  song  ; 
And,  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God  !  my  righteous  King! 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I  bring. 

z  I  will  not  set  mine  eyes  to  wrong, 
Reproach  shall  not  to  me  belong  ; 
The  faithful  in  my  sight  shall  be  ; 
The  true  shall  dwell  in  peace  with  me. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside  : 

No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  Deceivers  will  I  turn  away, 
Nor  in  my  house  shall  liars  stay  ; 
The  wicked  will  I  thus  reward, 
And  clear  the  city  of  the  Lord. 

5  O  Lord  !  to  thee  my  praise  I  bring, 
Of  mercy  and  of  judgment  sing  ; 

In  wisdom  will  1  walk  at  home. 
When  wilt  thou  to  my  dwelling  come  ? 

169  PSALM    102.  C.  M. 

Zion  restored. 
\  Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice — 
Behold  the  promised  hour  ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  to  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there  : 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  Ue  sits  a  sovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners'  groan, 
And  sees  their  Signs  arise. 

5  lie  frees  the  souls  condemned  to  death. 

Nor.  when  his  saints  complain, 
Shall  it  be  said  that  praying  In eath 

Was  ever  spent  in  vam. 


170  psalm  102.  C.  M. 

Chris? 's  Coming. 

1  Thou  shalt  arise,  and  mercy  have 

Upon  thy  Zion  yet ; 
The  time  to  favor  her  is  come, 
The  time  that  thou  hast  set. 

2  For  in  her  rubbish  and  her  stones 

Thy  servants  pleasure  take  ; 
Yea,  they  the  very  dust  thereof 
Do  favor  for  her  sake. 

3  So  shall  the  heathen  people  fear 

The  Lord's  most  holy  name  : 
And  all  the  kings  on  earth  shall  fxead 
Thy  glory  and  thy  fame. 

4  When  Zion  by  the  mighty  Lord 

Built  up  again  shall  be, 

In  glory  then  and  majesty 

To  m'en  appear  shall  he. 

171  PSALM    103.  C.  II. 
Th  a  n  ksgiv  ing. 

1  O  Thou  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord  : 

And  all  that  in  me  is 
Be  stirred  up,  his  holy  name 
To  magnify  and  bless. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  Lord  thy  God  ! 

And  not  forgetful  be 
Of  all  his  gracious  benefits 
He  hath  bestowed  on  thee. 

3  All  thine  iniquities  who  doth 

Most  graciously  forgive  : 
Who  thy  diseases  all  and  pains 
Doth  heal,  and  thee  relieve. 

4  Who  doth  redeem  thy  life,  that  thou 

To  death  mayst  not  go  down  ; 
Who  thee  with  loving-kindness  doth 
And  tender  mercies  crown  :— 

5  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  works, 

Wherewith  the  world  is  stored 
In  his  dominions  everywhere  ! 
My  soul,  bless  thouthe  Lord  ! 

172  PSALM    103.  S.  ML 
Grateful  Acknowledgment* 

1  On,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  ! 

Let  ail  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favoi s  are  divine. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  niv  soul  ! 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  tinthankfulness, 

And  without  praises  die. 


PSALMS  103,  104. 


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3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain  ; 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
He,  who  redeemed  my  soul  trorn  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest : 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  the  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

173  psalm  103.  S.  M 

il  God  iv ill  not  always  chide  " 

1  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 


174  -       PSALM    IO3. 

The  Lord's  Pity. 

1  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel  t 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame.' 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath  ; 
His  aimer,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  : 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions.  Lord, 

To  endless  vears  endure  ; 
Anil  children  s  children  ever  rind 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


S.  M. 


175  psalm  103.  L.  M. 

The  Goodness  attd  Mercy  of  God. 
t  Bless,  O  my  soul !  the  living  God, 
Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers,  within  me,  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul !  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  : 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul !  who  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done  : 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentiie  with  the  Jew  shall  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

176  psalm   103.  L.  M. 
The  abounding  compassion  0/  God. 

1  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 
How  firm  his  truth,  how  large  his  grace! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread, 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  hath  nature  placed 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

5  Amid  his  wrath  compassion  shines  ; 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins  ; 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints. 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 


177  PSALM    104. 

God  the  Creator. 

1  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  rests  upon  thv  word  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stand 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

2  But  when  thy  face  is  hid  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dust  return  ; 
Both  man  and  beast  their  soul- 

Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 


L.  M. 


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PSALMS  105,  106,  107, 


3  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  till  the  world  with  beasts  and  men  ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death. 

4  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke  ; 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  sovereign  grace. 

5  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet ; 
Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy. 


178 


L.  M. 


tsalm  105. 

11  Give  thanks  to  God." 

1  Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
In  lofty  psalms  exalt  his  praise  ; 

His  deeds  through  the  whole  world  proclaim, 
And  talk  of  all  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  who  have  made  the  Lord  your  choice, 
Recall  to  mind  his  works  of  love  ; 

Recount  his  wonders,  and  rejoice 
In  him  who  lives  and  reigns  above. 

3  Jehovah  is  our  God  aione, 

His  words  to  endless  years  endure  : 
His  judgments  through  the  earth  are  known, 
His  covenant  shall  stand  secure. 

4  For  Zion's  Lord  is  true  and  just, 
And  he  will  crown  with  sure  success 

The  patient  souls,  who  in  him  trust 
And  rest  upon  his  faithfulness. 

5  Exalt  the  glory  of  his  name  ; 

His  saving  strength  betimes  implore  ; 
Let  heart  and  lip  declare  his  fame — 
And  seek  his  presence  evermore. 

179  PSALM    106.  L.  M. 

God  praised  for  his  Goodness  and  Mercy. 

1  Oh,  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
Ilis  tribute  of  immortal  praise.1' 

3  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord  ! 
Thou  to  tliv  chosen  dost  afford  ; 
When  thou  returnest  to  set  thein  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

4  Oh,  render  thanks  to  God  above, 

The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 


Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

180  psalm  107.  L.  M. 

Israel  led  to  Canaan  and  Christians  to  Heaven. 

1  Give  thanks  to  God — he  reigns  above  ; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love  ; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  So  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  own  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, — 

A  dangerous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

4  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray  ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

5  Oh,  let  us,  then,  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works — how  kind  his  way*! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

181  PSALM    107.  7- 
Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance. 

1  Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name  ; 

For  his  mercies  firm  and  sure, 
From  eternity  the  same, 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice, 

Gathered  out  of  every  land, 
As  the  people  of  his  choice. 

Plucked  from  the  destroyer's  hand. 

3  In  the  wilderness  astray, 

Hither,  thither,  while  they  roam, 
Hungry,  fainting  by  the  way, 
Far  from  refuge,  shelter,  home, — 

4  Then  unto  the  Lord  they  cry  ; 

He  inclines  a  gracious  ear, 
Sends  deliverance  from  on  high, 
Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear. 

5  To  a  pleasant  land  he  brings, 

Where  the  vine  and  olive  grow, 

Where  from  flowery  hills  the  springs 

Through  luxuriant  valleys  flow. 

6  Oh,  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord 

h'o-  his  goodness  to  their  race  ; 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 
And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 


PSALMS  107,  10S,  109,  no,  in. 


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182  psalm  107.  7.  D. 

The  Dangers  0/ the  Ocean. 
1  They  who  toil  upon  the  deep. 
And,  in  vessels  light  and  trail, 
O'er  the  mighty  waters  sweep, 
With  the  billow  and  the  gale, 
Mark  what  wonders  God  performs,— 

When  he  speaks,  and,  unconiined, 
Rush  to  battle  all  his  storms, 
In  the  chariots  of  the  wind. 

«  Up  to  heaven  their  bark  is  whirled, 

On  the  mountain  of  the  wave  ; 
Down  as  suddenly  'tis  hurled 

To  the  abysses  of  the  grave: 
To  and  fro  they  reel — they  roll, 

As  intoxicate  with  wine  • 
Terrors  paralyze  their  soul, 

Helm  they  quit,  and  hope  resign. 

3  Then  unto  the  Lord  they  cry  ; 

He  inclines  a  gracious  ear. 
Sends  deliverance  from  on  high, 

Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear ; 
Oh,  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord, 

For  his  goodness  to  their  race  ; 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 

And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

183  PSALM    IOS.  C.  M. 
A  77i orn ing  So ng. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  to  sound  hi?  praise, 

Awake  my  harp  to  sing  ; 
Join  all  my  powers  the  song  to  raise, 
And  morning  incense  bring. 

2  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

And  through  the  nations  round, 
Glad  songs  of  praise  will  I  prepare, 
And  there  his  name  resound. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  starry  train  ; 
Diffuse  thy  heavenly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  So  shall  thy  chosen  sons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above  ; 
While  sinners  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  taste  redeeming  love. 

184  PSALM    109.  C.  M. 

The  Exa77if>le  of  CJn-ist. 

1  God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise  ! 
Thy  glory  is  my  song  ; 
Thoueh  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

•  When,  in  the  form  of  mortal  man, 
Thy  Sou  on  earth  was  found, 


With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain. 
They  compassed  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursued  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  raged  without  a  cause  ; 

Vet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  prayed  for  murderers  on  his  cross, 
And  blessed  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord  !  shall  thy  bright  example  shin© 

In  vain  before  my  eyes? 
Give  me  a  soul  a-k'in  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage, 

And,  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  slander  and  condemn. 

185  PSALM    I IO.  C.  M. 

Chrisfs  Kingdo77i  a7id  Priesthood. 

1  Jesus,  our  Lord  !  ascend  thy  throne, 

And  near  thy  Father  sit : 
In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  submit. 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounced  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore  : — 
"  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
When  Aaron  is  no  more." 

4  Jesus,  our  priest,  for  ever  lives, 

To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jesus,  our  king,  tor  ever  2'ves 
The  blessings  of  his  love.. 


186 


PSALM    III. 
M  Great  is  the  Lord." 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  :  his  works  of  might 

Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 

Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 

Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer  came 

To  seal  his  covenant  sure  ; 

Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name, 

His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 


C.  M 


5o 


PSALMS  112,  113,  114,  115. 


4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise, 
Must  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  every  sin. 

137  PSALM    112.  C.  M. 

Liberality  rewarded. 
j  Happv  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
And  follows  his  commands  ; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

3  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast, 
To  all  the  sons  of  need, 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request, 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  In  times  of  danger  and  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

4  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  • 
Honor  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 


188 


PSALM    II3.  7 

Hallelujah. 
t  Hallelujah  !  raise,  oh,  raise 
To  our  God  the  song  of  praise : 
All  his  servants  join  to  sing 
God  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

2  Blessed  be  for  evermore 

That  dread  name  which  we  adore  : 
Round  the  world  his  praise  be  sung, 
Through  all  lands,  in  every  tongue. 

3  O'er  all  nations  God  alone. 
Higher  than  the  heavens  his  throne  ; 
Who  is  like  to  God  most  high, 
Infinite  in  majesty  ? 

4  Yet  to  view  the  heavens  he  bends  ; 
Yea,  to  earth  he  condescends  ; 
Passing  by  the  rich  and  great, 
For  the  low  and  desolate. 

5  He  can  raise  the  poor  to  stand 
With  the  princes  of  the  land  ; 
Wealth  upon  the  needy  shower  ; 
Set  the  meanest  high  in  power. 

6  He  the  broken  spirit  cheers  ; 
Turns  to  joy  the  mourner's  tears  ; 
Such  the  wonders  of  his  ways  ; 
Praise  his  name— for  ever  praise. 

189  psalm  113.  L.  M 

Praise  for  God's  Condescension. 
x  Servants  of  God  !  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 


His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

2  Blest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest, 
From  the  sun's  rising  to  its  rest : 
Above  the  heavens  his  power  is  known  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown. 

3  Who  is  like  God? — so  great,  so  high, 
He  bows  himself  to  view  the  sky  ; 
And  yet,  with  condescending  grace, 
Looks  down  upon  the  human  race. 

4  He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan, 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone  ; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust, 
And  saves  the  poor  in  him  who  trust. 

5  Servants  of  God  !  in  joyful  lays., 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

190  PSALM   114.  I..  M 
Miracles  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

1  When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 

The  tribes,  with  cheerful  homage,  own 
Their  King, — and  Judah  was  his  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  : 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide- 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

4  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood 
Retire  and  know  the  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Israel :  see  him  here  ; 
Tremble,  thou  earth  ;  adore  and  fear. 

5  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

191  psalm   115.  L  M 

The  true  God ;  our  hope  and  trust. 

1  Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 

Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due  ; 
Eternal  God  !  thou  only  just, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true  ! 

2  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne, 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies: 
Thro/igh  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done  : 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 


PSALMS  116,  n 7,  n 8,  119. 


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3  O  Israel  !  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 

Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ; 

The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up. 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

4  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 

They  dwell  in  silence  and  the  grave  ; 
Hut  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace. 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 


192 


PSALM    Il6. 


C  M. 


Personal  Consecration. 

1  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perforin  the  vows, 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 


193 


C.  M. 


PSALM    Il6. 
4W  Return  unto  thy  rest.1'' 
1  God  merciful  and  righteous  is, 
Yea,  gracious  is  our  Lord. 
God  saves  the  meek  ;  I  was  brought  low, 
He  did  me  help  afford. 

3  O  thou  my  soul !  do  thou  return 
Unto  thy  quiet  rest ; 
For  largely,  lo,  the  Lord  to  thee 
His  bounty  hath  expressed. 

3  For  my  distressed  soul  from  death 

Delivered  was  by  thee  ; 
Thou  didst  my  mourning  eyes  from  tears, 
My  feet  from  falling,  free. 

4  I'll  of  salvation  take  the  cup, 

On  God's  name  will  I  call  ; 
I'll  pay  my  vows  now  to  the  Lord 
Before  his  people  all. 

194  psalm   117.  C.  M. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 
\  O  all  ye  nations  !  praise  the  Lord, 
Bach  with  a  different  tongue  ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung.  • 


2  His  mercy  reigns  through  every  land,— 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand, — 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 


195 


PSALM    11^. 


C.  M. 


Christ,  the  Foundation  0/ his  Church. 

1  Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone, 

Which  God,  in  Zion  lays 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear  ; 

And  saints  adore  his  name  : 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Vet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood  ? 

Yet  must  the  building  rise  : 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God  ! 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 


196 


PSALM    IlS. 
The  Lord's  Day. 


C.  M. 


1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ; 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name. 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 


197 


PSALM    Iig. 
The  Blessing  0/  Obedience, 
Blessed  are  they  that  undefiled 

And  straight  are  in  the  way  ; 
Who  in  the  Lord's  most  holy  law 
Do  walk,  and  do  not  stray* 


CM. 


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PSALM  119. 


2  Blessed  are  they  who  to  observe 

His  statutes  are  inclined  ; 
And  who  do  seek  the  living  God 
With  their  whole  heart  and  mind. 

3  Such  in  his  ways  do  walk,  and  they 

Do  no  iniquity. 
Thou  hast  commanded  us  to  keep 
Thy  precepts  carefully. 

4  Oh,  that  thy  statutes  to  observe 

Thou  wouldst  my  ways  direct ! 
Then  shall  I  not  be  shamed  when  I 
Thy  precepts  all  respect. 

5  Then,  with  integrity  of  heart, 

Thee  will  I  praise  and  bless, 
When  I  the  judgments  all  have  learned 
Of  thy  pure  righteousness. 

198  PSALM   119.  C.  M. 

Sincerity  and  Obedience. 
x  Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  ! 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  to  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  set  before  mine  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  Now  I  am  thine, — for  ever  thine  ; 

Oh,  save  thy  servant,  Lord  ! 
Thou  art  my  shield,  rny  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 


199  PSALM    119. 

The  Word  quickens. 

1  My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 

Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  desires  and  every  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  Are  not  thv  mercies  sovereign  still, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

4  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 


C.  M. 


5  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospei  more. 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word. 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

200  PSALM    119.  C.  M. 
The  Holy  Law. 

1  Oh,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 

'Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage . 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  song. 

3  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feast : 
Not  hone}'-  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 

4  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind. 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 

For  loads  of  silver  well-refined, 

Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 

5  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

201  PSALM    II9.  C.  If. 
Co))ifort  from  the  Bible. 

1  Lord  !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight. 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies  : — 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have  ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest : — 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 


202  psalm  119. 

The  Book  0/ books. 
1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
'IY>  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 


C.  M 


PSALMS  119,  120,  121. 


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2  O'er  all  the  strait  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast  ; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Lire,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

4  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way. 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


203 


PSALM    II9. 

Keep in g  God's  Statutes. 

1  Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still : 
Oh,  that  mv  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know' and  do  his  will. 

2  Oh.  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ; 
N    r  let  mv  tongue  "indulge  deceit, 
Or  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord  ! 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands — 
Tis  a  delightful  road'; 

Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 


CM. 


I  5  Upon  thy  statutes  my  delight 
Shall  constantly  be  set : 
And,  bv  thy  grace,  I  never  will 
Thy  holy  word  forget. 

205  ILM   119.  C.  M. 

Instruction  from  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road  ; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God  ! 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


204 


PSALM    II9. 
Youthful  Piety. 

1  Bv  what  means  shall  a  young  man  learn 

His  way  to  purity  ? 
If  he  according  to  thy  word 
Thereto  attentive  be. 

2  Unfeignedly  thee  have  I  sought 

With  all  my  soul  and  heart: 
Oh.  let  me  not  from  the  right  path 
Of  thy  commands  depart. 

3  Thv  word  I  in  mv  heart  have  hid, 

That  I  offend  not  thee. 
O  Lord,  thou  ever  blessed  art, 
Thy  statutes  teach  thou  me. 

4  The  judgments  of  thy  mouth  each  one 

My  lips  declared  have  : 
More  joy  thv  testimonies'  way 
Than  riches  all  me  gave. 


C.  M. 


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C.  M 


PSALM    120. 
Co  mp  la  in  t  of  St  r  ife . 

1  Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever-blest ! 

Pity  my  suffering  state  ; 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit? 

2  Oh,  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 

In  some  wide  lonesome  wilderness, 

And  leave  these  gates  of  hell ! 

3  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek  ; 

How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace, — but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

4  Should  burning  arrows  smite  them  through, 

Strict  justice  would  approve  ; 

But  I  would  rather  spare  mv  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 


207 


PSALM    121. 
Constant  Preservation. 
1  To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  : 
There  all  mv  hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  skies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 


C.  M 


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PSALMS  121,  122. 


a  Their  steadfast  feet  shall  never  fall 
Whom  he  designs  to  keep  : 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call, 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure  ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  : 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

4  No  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite  ; 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

5  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath 

Where  thickest  dangers  come: 

Go  and  return,  secure  from  deatn, 

Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

208  PSALM    121.  C.  M. 

Looking  to  God. 

i  I  to  the  hills  will  lift  mine  eyes, 

From  whence  doth  come  mine  aid. 
Mv  safety  cometh  from  the  Lord, 
Who  heaven  and  earth  hath  made. 

2  Thy  foot  he'll  not  let  slide,  nor  will 

He  slumber  that  thee  keeps. 
Behold,  he  that  keeps  Israel, 
He  slumbers  not,  nor  sleeps. 

3  The  Lord  shall  keep  thy  soul  ;  he  shall 

Preserve  thee  from  all  ill. 
Henceforth  thy  going  out  and  in 
God  keep  for  ever  will. 

209  PSALM    122.  C.  M. 

Going  to  C/i  u  rck . 
i  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, — 
11  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear. 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 
a  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 
The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints; 

And,  while  iiis  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  gn< 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
He  her  attendants  blest. 


6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains: 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell, 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 


210 


PSALM    122. 
Sabbath  Service. 
i  With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 
Which  God  hath  called  his  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thv  chosen  temple.  Lord,  how  fair! 

Where  willing  votaries  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayei. 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  oh,  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below  ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found  , 

Let  all  her  sons  unite. 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 


C.  M 


211 


PSALM   122. 


S.  T.   M. 


Going  to  Church. 
i  How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry, — 

11  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  !  " 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill. 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay 

2  Zion  !  thrice  happy  place, 

Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thv  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest : 
The  man  who  seeks  thv  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase — 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

4  Mv  tongue  repeats  her  vows  : — 
"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  !  " 

K<>r  here  mv  friends  and  kindred  dwell: 
And,  since  my  glorioU8  God 
Makes  thee  his  blest  abode. 

My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 


PSALMS  123,  124,  125,  120. 


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212  psalm   123.  C.  M. 

Pleading  ivith  Submission. 

1  O  Thou,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign, 

Enthroned  above  the  skies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lilt  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  ; — 

3  So,  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Thy  discipline,  O  God  ! 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies  ; 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  despise. 

213  PSALM   124.  C.  M. 

Victory  from  God. 

1  Had  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love, 
When  hosts  against  us  rose, 
Displayed  his  vengeance  from  above, 
And  crushed  the  conquering  foes  ;— 

e  Their  armies  like  a  raging  flood, 
Had  swept  the  guardless  land, 
Destroyed  on  earth  his  blest  abode, 
And   whelmed  our  feeble  band. 

3  And  now  our  souls  shall  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  deadly  snare  ; 
Who  saved  us  from  the  murdering  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  his  care. 

4  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  formed  the  heavens  above  ; 
He  that  supports  their  wondrous  frame, 
Can  guard  his  church  by  love. 

214  psalm   125.  7.  b. 
11  Mountains  round  about  Jerusalem." 

1  He  that  in  God  confideth, 

Like  Zion  Mount  shall  be, 
Which  evermore  abideth 
Unmoved  eternally. 

2  As  mountains,  which  defend  her, 

Jerusalem  surround, 
His  saints  secure  to  render, 
God  compasseth  around. 

3  The  sinner's  rod  shall  never 

On  just  men's  lot  abide, 
Lest  upright  men  should  ever 
To  sin  be  turned  aside. 


4  Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  Saviour, 

To  all  the  good  impart ; 
And  ever  show  thy  favor 
To  men  of  upright  heart. 

5  But  those  whose  choice  is  rather 

In  crooked  ways  to  go, 
With  sinners  God  shall  gather  ; 
On  Israel  peace  bestow. 

6  Great  God  of  earth  and  heaven  ! 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  j 
To  thee  be  glory  given 
And  everlasting  praise  ! 

215  PSALM   126.  7, 6.  D. 

"  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things." 

1  When  God  arose,  the  nation 

From  bondage  to  redeem, 
The  joy  of  our  salvation 

Came  to  us  like  a  dream. 
Our  hearts  with  triumph  bounded. 

Our  Lips  ran  o'er  with  praise, 
The  heathen  stood  confounded 

At  God's  mysterious  ways. 

2  They  said,  The  Lord  hath  wonders 

Wrought  for  his  captives  sad  ; 
The  Lord  hath  done  great  wonders, 

And  therefore  we  are  glad. 
Lord,  all  the  remnant  weary 

Bring  back  to  Zion  still, 
As  brooks  in  south  lands  dreary 

Their  thirsty  channels  till. 

3  Full  many  cast  in  sadness 

Their  seed  on  parching  soil, 
Who  yet  shall  reap  in  gladness 

The  harvest  of  their  toil. 
He  who  in  tears  departed 

With  precious  seed  at  morn, 
Shall  homeward  fare  light-hearted 

With  sheaves  of  golden  corn. 


216  PSALM    126. 

So7vi?2g  in  Tears. 

1  He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 

Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above. 

2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine  ; 

Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given, 

Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

3  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy  ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreiiry, 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  "joy. 


8.7. 


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PSALMS  127,  12S,  129,  130,  131,  132. 


4  Lo,  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening  ! 
See  the  rising  grain  appear  ; 
Look  again  !  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest  time  is  near. 

217  psalm  127.  6,  7. 

Success  fro)n  God. 

1  Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor, 

Did  not  God  that  labor  bless  ; 
Vain,  without  his  grace  and  favor, 
Every  talent  we  possess. 

2  Vainer  still  the  hope  of  heaven, 

That  on  human  strength  relies  ; 
But  to  him  shall  help  be  given, 
Who  in  humble  faith  applies. 

3  Seek  we,  then,  the  Lord's  Anointed  ; 

He  shall  grant  us  peace  and  rest : 
Ne'er  was  suppliant  disappointed, 

Who  through  Christ  his  prayer  addressed. 

218  psalm  12S.  8,  7. 

A  Godly  Fear. 

1  Blest  the  man  who  fears  Jehovah, 

Walking  ever  in  his  ways  ; 
Thou  shalt  eat  of  thy  hands'  labor, 
And  be  happy  all  thy  days. 

2  Lo,  on  him  that  fears  Jehovah, 

Shall  this  blessedness  attend  ; 
Thus  Jehovah  out  of  Zion 
Shall  to  thee  his  blessings  send. 

3  Thou  shalt  see  Jerusalem  prosper, 

Long  as  thou  on  earth  shalt  dwell ; 
Thou  shalt  see  thy  children's  children, 
And  the  peace  of  Israel. 

219  psalm  129.  8,  7. 

Conflict  and  Growth. 

1  Many  a  day  the  church  grows  weary, 

Worn  like  Israel  of  old, 
With  the  strokes  of  deep  affliction, 
And  with  many  a  pain  untold. 

2  Yet  her  constant  step  is  onward  ; 

Precious  seed  is  ever  sown 
In  the  ftlXTOWS  foes  are  ploughing — 
Plenteous  harvests  ever  grown. 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  is  faithful  ; 

And  the  disciplines  he  sends 
Arc  our  enemies'  worst  allies, 

And  the  church's  choicest  friends. 

4  As  the  grass  upon  the  housi  -' 

Wither  hopes  from  wicked  hands — 
As  the  sheaves  bound  in  his  boSOXD 

Are  the  blessings  he  commands. 


220  psalm  130.  C.  M. 

Trust  in  a  pardoning  God. 

1  Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 

The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, — 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God  !  should  thy  severer  eye, 

And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  j 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord  ! 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 

Mv  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 

Stands  watching  at  thy  gate. 


221  PSALM    131. 

Tfie  Child-like  Heart. 
1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart; 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art: 
M  "' 


7,61 


Make  me  as  a  weaned  child, 
f  rom  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 


2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
.    What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  : 
'Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he's  neithei  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

222  PSAI  M   132.  C.  M, 

Prayer  for  th*  Reign  0/  Christ. 

1  Arise,  O  King  of  grace  !  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest ; 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  owned  and  blest/ 

2  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train,— 

Thy  Spirit  and  th)   word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Here,  mighty  God  !  accept  our  vows 

1  lei  e  Let  thy  praise  be  spread  : 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house. 

And  li LI  thy  poor  with  bread. 


PSALMS  133,  134,  135,  136,  137. 


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4  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

5  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne  ; 

And,  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

223  psalm  133.  C.  U. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Behold,  how  good  a  thing  it  is, 

And  how  becoming  well, 
Together  such  as  brethren  are 
In  unity  to  dwell  ! 

2  Like  precious  ointment  on  the  head, 

That  down  the  beard  did  now, 
Ev'n  Aaron's  beard,  and  to  the  skirts 
Did  of  his  garments  go. 

3  As  Hermon's  dew,  the  dew  that  doth 

On  Zion  hills  descend  ; 
For  there  the  blessing  God  commands 
Life  that  shall  never  end. 

224  psalm  133.  C.  M. 

Excelle  n  ce  0/  Ch  r  ist  ia  n  Un  a  n  im  ity . 

1  Spirit  of  peace  !  celestial  Dove  ! 

How  excellent  thy  praise  ! 
No  richer  gift  than  Christian  love 
Thy  gracious  power  displays. 

2  Sweet  as  the  dew  on  herb  and  flower, 

That  silently  distills, 
At  evening's  soft  and  balmy  hour, 
On  Zion  s  fruitful  hills  :— 

3  So,  with  mild  influence  from  above, 

Shall  promised  grace  descend, 
Till  universal  peace  and  love 
O'er  all  the  earth  extend. 


225 


PSALM    I34. 
Constant  Devotion. 


CM. 


1  Bless  ye  the  Lord  with  solemn  rite,— 

In  hymns  extol  his  name: 
Ye  who,  within  his  house,  by  night, 
Watch  round  the  altar's  flame. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  amid  the  place, 

Where  burns  the  sacred  sign, 
And  pray,  that  thus  Jehovah  s  face 
O'er  all  the  earth  may  shine. 

3  From  Zion,  from  his  holy  hill, 

The  Lord,  our  Maker, 'send 
The  perfect  knowledge  of  his  will,— 
Salvation  without  end. 


226  psalm  135.  L.  M. 

The  Church  Gocfs  house  and  care. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  •  exalt  his  name, 

While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  saints,  that  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good, 

To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ : 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints  ; 

He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends  : 
And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints, 
Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 

4  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  the  oppressor's  rod  ; 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest, 
And  will  be  known  the  almighty  God. 

5  Bless  ye  the  Lord  who  taste  his  love, 

People  and  priests  exalt  his  name  ; 
Among  his  saints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
His  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 

227  PSALM   136.  L.  M 
Thanks  for  Creatio7i  and  Redemption. 

1  Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fixed  the  starry  lights  on  high : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; — 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

3  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure. 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 

4  He  sent  his  Son,  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; — 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

5  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat  : 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

228  psalm  137.  L.  M. 

The  Desolations  0/ Zion  lamented. 
1  When  we,  our  wearied  limbs  to  rest, 
Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 
We  wept,  with  "doleful  thoughts  oppressed, 
And  Zion  was  our  mournful  theme. 


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PSALMS  137,  138,  139,  140. 


2  Our  harps,  that  when  with  joy  we  sung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  silent  strings,  neglected  hung, 
On  willow-trees  that  withered  there. 

3  How  shall  we  tune  our  voice  to  sing, 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  skillful  hands? 
Shall  hymns  of  joy,  to  God  our  King, 
lie  sung  by  slaves  in  foreign  lands  ? 

4  O  Salem,  our  once-happy  seat ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 
The  tuneful  strings  with  art  to  move. 


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PSALM    I37. 
Love  to  the  Church. 


S.  M. 


x  I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church,  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

c  I  love  thy  church,  O  God  ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways  ; 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

*  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

230  psalm   137.  S.  M. 

Away  from  home. 

1  Far  from  my  heavenly  home, 

Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 
Fainting,  I  cry,  lk  Blest  Spirit,  come. 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest." 

2  Upon  the  willows  long 

My  harp  has  silent  hung  : 
How  should^  I  sing  a  cheerful  song, 
Till  thou  inspire  my  tongue? 

3  My  spirit  homeward  turns, 

And  fain  would  thither  flee  ; 
My  heart,  O  Zion,  droops  and  yearns, 
When  I  remember  thee. 

4  God  of  my  life,  be  near  ; 

On  thee  my  hopes  I  cast: 
Oh,  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 
And  bring  me  home  at  last ! 


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L.  M 


PSALM    I3S. 
Restoring  Grace. 

1  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song : 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord  ; 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below, 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

3  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

4  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

5  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrows  and  from  sins  ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 


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L.  M. 


PSALM    T39. 
God's  Omniscience. 

1  Lord  !  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  thro' 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


233 


PSALM    140. 
Conflict  necessary. 
The  Christian,  like  his  Lord  of  old, 
Must  look  for  foes  and  trials  here : 
Vet  may  the  weakest  saint  be  bold, 
With  such  a  friend  as  Jesus  mar. 


L.  M 


PSALMS  141,  142,  143.  144.  !45.  146. 


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a  The  lion's  roar  need  not  alarm, 

0  Lord,  the  feeblest  of  thy  sheep  ; 
The  serpent's  venom  cannot  harm, 

While  thou  art  nigh  to  watch  and  keep. 

3  Before,  when  dangers  round  me  spread, 

1  cried  to  thee,  Almighty  Friend  ; 
Thou  coveredst  my  defenceless  head  ; 

And  shall  I  not  on  thee  depend  ? 

4  O  refuge  of  the  poor  and  weak  ! 

Regard  thy  suffering  people's  cry  ; 

Humble  the  proud,  uphold  the  meek, 

And  bring  us  safe  to  thee  on  high. 

234  PSALM   141.  I,.  M. 
Christian  WatcJifulness  and  Reproof  . 

1  Lord,  let  my  prayer  like  incense  rise  : 

And  when  I  lift  my  hands  to  thee, 
As  in  evening  sacrifice, 
Look  down  from  heaven, well  pleased, on  me. 

2  Set  thou  a  watch  to  keep  my  tongue. 

Let  not  my  heart  to  sin  incline  ; 
Save  me  from  men  who  practise  wrong, 
Let  me  not  share  their  mirth  and  wine. 

3  But  let  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 

Smite  me  in  love  :  his  strokes  are  kind  : 
His  mild  reproofs,  like  oil,  allay 

The  wounds  they  make,  and'heal  the  mind. 

4  But,  oh,  redeem  me  from  the  snares 

With  which  the  world  surrounds  my  feet, 
Its  riches,  vanities,  and  cares, 
Its  love,  its  hatred,  and  deceit. 

235  PSALM    142.  L.  M. 
Gody  our  Hope. 

1  Behold  me  unprotected  stand, 
No  friendly  guardian  at  my  hand  ; 
No  place  of  flight,  no  refuge  near, 
And  none  to  whom  my  soul  is  dear. 

s  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  pour  my  vow, 
My  hope,  mv  place  of  refuge  thou  : 
Arid  whilst  the  light  of  life  I  see, 
I  still  my  portion  find  in  thee. 

3  Come  loose  my  prison-bands,  set  free 
My  soul,  that  I  may  sing  to  thee  ; 
Then  shall  the  righteous  round  me  press, 
And  join  thy  bounteous  love  to  bless. 

236  PSALM    143.  L.   M. 
Mental  Afflictions  and   Trials. 

1  Hear  me,  O  Lord  !  in  mv  distress, 
Hear  me,  in  truth  and  righteousness  ; 
For,  at  thy  bar  of  judgment  tried, 
None  living  can  be  justified. 

t  Oh,  let  me  not  thus  hopeless  lie, 
Like  one  condemned  at  morn  to  die  : 
But,  with  the  morning,  may  I  see, 
Thy  loving-kindness  visit  me, 


3  Teach  me  thy  will,  subdue  mv  own  ; 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  thou  alone  ; 
By  thy  good  Spirit,  guide  me  still, 
Sale  from  all  foes  to  Zion's  hill. 

4  Release  my  soul  from  trouble,  Lord  ! 
Ouicken  and  keep  me  by  thy  word  ; 
frlay  all  its  promises  be  mine  j 

Be  thou  my  portion, — I  am  thine. 

237  PSALM    144.  L.  M 

The  Prospered  City. 

1  Happy  the  city  where  their  sons 

Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polished  stones, 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 

2  Happy  the  land  in  culture  dressed, 

Wnose  flocks  and  corn  have  large  increase  ; 
Where  men  securely  work  or  rest, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endowed  ; 

But  more  divinely  blest  are  those 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God, 
Himself,  with  all  his  grace  bestows. 


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L.  M 


PSALM    I45. 
The  greatness  of  God. 

1  My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  : 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  : 

Let  Zion  in  her  courts  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

5  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds: 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways  ; 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

239  PSALM    T46.  L.  P.  M 

God's  Goodness  and  Mercy. 
1  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 
Or  immortality  endures. 


6o 


PSALMS   146,  147,  14S. 


2  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ; — he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  : 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  He  loves  his  saints — he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  O  Zion  !  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


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L.  M. 


PSALM     I46. 
Perpetual  Praise. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  my  heart  shall  join 
In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine  ; 

Now  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  he  made  the  sky, 
And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
lint  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

241  PSALM  147.  L.  M. 

Praise  for  divine  Grace. 
z  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! — 'tis  ^ood  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  ! 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul  ! 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

3  He  formed  the  stars— those  heavenly  flames, 
1  [e  COUDU  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 


His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, — 
A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

5  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight  • 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  feai, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 


242 


L.  M. 


PSALM    I48. 
Hallehtjah  to  Jehovah. 

1  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

From  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell ! 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

2  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  f 
Loud  as  his  thunder,  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

3  Jehovah — 'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 

Oh,  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 
But  saints  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

4  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord : 
From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  ! 

243  PSALM    148.  10,  II. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  My  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of  his 

name  ; 
His  mercies  record,  his  bounties  proclaim. 
To  God,  their  Creator,  let  all  creatures  raise 
The   song   of  thanksgiving,   the   chorus   of 

praise. 

2  Though  hidden  from  sight,  God  sits  on  his 

throne, 
Yet  here  by  his  works  their  Creator  is  known: 
The  world  shines  a  mirror  its  Maker  to  show, 
And  heaven  views  its  image  reflected  below. 

3  By  knowledge  supreme,  by  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  the  earth  with  gracious  design. 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect  his  providence 

reigns, 
Whose   will   first  created,   whose    love  still 
sustains. 

4  And  man,  his  last  work,  with  reason  endued, 
Though  fallen  through  sin,  by  grace  is  re- 
newed : 

To  God,  his  Redeemer,  let  man  ever  raise 
The    song    of   thanksgiving,    the   chcxrus  of 

praise. 


PSALMS  149,   150,  &c. 


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244  psalm   149.  10,  II. 

M  Praise  ye  the  Lord.'1'' 

1  Oh,  praise  ye  the  Lord  !  prepare  your  glad 

voice, 
New  songs  with  his  saints  assembled  to  sing; 
Before  his  Creator  let  Israel  rejoice, 
And  children  of  Zion  be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  And  let  them  his  name  extol  in  the  dance, 

With  timbrel  and  harp  his  praises  express  ; 

Jehovah  takes  pleasure  his  saints  to  advance, 

And  with  his  salvation  the  humble  to  bless. 

3  Aloud  let  his  saints  in  glory  rejoice, 

And   rest  undismayed,  with  songs  in  the 
night  ; 
The  praise  of  Jehovah  their  lips  shall  employ; 
A  sword  in  their  right  hand,  two-edged  for 
the  fight. 

4  The  heathen  to  judge,  their  pride  to  consume; 

To  fetter  their  kings,  their  princes  to  bind  ; 
To  execute  on  them  the  long-decreed  doom  ; 
Such  honor  for  ever  the  holy  shall  find. 


245 


PSALM    I49. 
Praise  to  God. 

1  Praise  the  Lord  ;  ye  heavens,  adore  him  ! 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height ! 

Sun  and  moon  !  rejoice  before  him  ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 

2  Praise  the  Lord, — for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,— for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail  ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation  ; 

Hosts  on  high  !  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation  ! 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

246  psalm  150. 

Exhortation  to  praise. 
1  Praise  the  Lord — his  power  confess  ; 
Praise  him  in  his  holiness  ; 
Praise  him,  as  the  theme  inspires ; 
Praise  him,  as  his  fame  requires. 

t  Let  the  trumpet's  lofty  sound 
Spread  its  loudest  notes  around  ; 
Let  the  harp  unite,  in  praise, 
With  the  sacred  minstrel's  lays. 

3  Let  the  or^an  join  to  bless 
God — the  Lord  of  righteousness  ; 


8,7- 


Tune  your  voice  to  spread  the  fame 
Of  the  great  Jehovah  s  name. 

All  who  dwell  beneath  his  li^ht ! 
In  his  praise,  your  hearts  unite  ; 
While  the  stream  of  song  is  poured, — 
Praise  and  magnify  the  Lord. 


247 


psalm  150. 

General  Praise. 


1  Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show, 
Saints  within  his  courts  below, 
Angels  round  his  throne  above, 
All  that  see  and  share  his  love. 

2  Earth  to  heaven,  and  heaven  to  earth, 
Tell  his  wonders,  sing  his  worth  ; 
Age  to  age,  and  shore  to  shore, 
Praise  him,  praise  him,  evermore  ! 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  his  mercies  trace  ; 
Praise  his  providence  and  grace, 
All  that  he  for  man  hath  done, 

All  he  sends  us  through  his  Son. 

4  Strings  and  voices,  hands  and  hearts. 
In  the  concert  bear  your  parts  ; 

All  that  breathe,  your  Lord  adore. 
Praise  him,  praise  him,  evermore  ! 


248 


1  Te  DeiDii? 


1  God  eternal,  Lord  of  all ! 
Lowly  at  thy  feet  we  fall  : 

All  the  world  doth  worship  thee  ; 
We  amidst  the  throng  would  be. 

2  All  the  holy  angels  cry, 

Hail,  thrice-holy,  God' most  high! 
Lord  of  all  the  heavenly  powers, 
Be  the  same  loud  anthem  ours. 

3  Glorified  apostles  raise, 

Night  and  day,  continual  praise  ; 
Hast  thou  not  a  mission  too 
For  thy  children  here  to  do  ? 

4  With  the  prophets'  goodly  line 
We  in  mystic  bond  combine  ; 
For  thou  hast  to  babes  revealed 
Things  that  to  the  wise  were  sealed. 

5  Martyrs,  in  a  noble  host, 

Of  thy  cross  were  heard  to  boast ; 
Since  so  bright  the  crown  they  wear 
We  with  them  thy  cross  would  bear. 

6  All  thv  church,  in  heaven  and  earth 
Jesus!  hail  thy  spotless  birth  ;— 
Seated  on  the  judgment-throne, 
Number  us  among  thine  own  ! 


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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


249 


k  Gloria  in  Excelsis" 


i  Glory  be  to  God  on  high,— 
God  whose  glory  tills  the  sky  ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, — 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  heaven. 

2  Sovereign  Father,  Heavenly  King! 
Thee  we  now  presume  to  sing  ; 
Glad  thine  attributes  confess, 
Glorious  all,  and  numberless. 

3  Hail,  by  all  thy  works  adored  ! 
Hail,  the  everlasting  Lord  ! 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove,- 
God  of  power,  and  God  of  love  ! 


4  Christ  our  Lord  and  God  we  own,- 
Christ  the  Father's  only  Son  ; 
Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

6  Jesus  !  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  oh,  take  our  sins  away  ! 
Powerful  Advocate  with  God  ! 
Justify  us  by  thy  blood. 

5  Hear,  for  thou,  O  Christ !  alone, 
Art  with  thy  great  Father  one  ; 
One  the  Holy  Ghost  with  thee  ; — 
One  supreme  eternal  Three. 


HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


250  "  The  Sabbath  a  Delight."       7-  6.  1. 

i  Safely  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  j 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day : 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

s  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face — 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  ; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, — 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise  ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near  ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear : 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  rest. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Wake  our  minds  to  raptures  new  ; 
Let  thy  victories  abound, — 

Unrepenting  souls  subdue  : 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  rest  in  thee  above. 

251  "  Prayer  with  thanks."  7- 

x  Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 

He  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 
Lord  !  tny  mercies  never  fail  : 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail  ! 


2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear  ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 

4  Then,  with  angel-harps  again, 
We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain  ; 
There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise. 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

252  "  A  nobler  Rest  above."  L. 

i  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  death  shall  reach  the  ptace  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
That  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose, 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
Hut  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  O  long-expected  day,  begin  ! 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  j 
Faill  would  we  leave  this  weary  road. 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 


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253  Sabbath  Morning.  L.  M. 
1  My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 

The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day  ; 

Mv  thoughts,  O  God,  ascend  to  thee, 

While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

a  Oh,  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away  ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire — 
One  sinful  thought  through  all  the  day. 

3  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 
My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 
And  join  the  stra'ins  which  angels  sing. 

254  £/hesians,3:  19.  L.  M. 
x  Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 

By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 

Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

a  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 
By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  his  Son. 

255  "  Sabbath  is  begun."  L.  M. 
x  Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 

Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul !  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blessed. 

a  Oh,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies  ; 
And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none,  but  he  that  feels  it,  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains — 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

256  Morning  Song.  L.   M. 
x  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 

Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  : 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

a  Awake,  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear" thy  part, 


Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  the  eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  "hast  refreshed  me  when  I  slept: 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  snail  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  : 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say  ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

257  Psalm  118.  L.  M 

1  Lo  !  what  a  glorious  corner-stone 

The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ! 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  saints  be  glad  ; 

Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest  ; 
A  thousand  honors  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest ! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King, 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

258  Psalm  65.  L.  M. 

1  Praise,  Lord,  for  thee  in  Zion  waits  ; 
Prayer  shall  besiege  thy  temple  gates  ; 
All  flesh  shall  to  thv  throne  repair, 

And  find,  through  Christ,  salvation  there. 

2  How  blest  thy  saints  !  how  safely  led  ! 
How  surely  kept !  how  richly  fed  ! 
Saviour  of  all  in  eanh  and  sea, 

How  happy  they  who  rest  in  thee  ! 

3  Thy  hand  sets  fast  the  mighty  hills. 
Thy  voice  the  troubled  ocean  stills  ! 
Evening  and  morning  hymn  thy  praise, 
And  earth  thy  bounty  wide  displays. 

4  The  year  is  with  thy  goodness  crowned  ; 
Thy  clouds  drop  wealth  the  world  around 
Through  thee  the  deserts  laugh  and  sing, 
And  nature  smiles  and  owns  her  king. 

5  Lord,  on  our  souls  thy  Spirit  pour  ; 
The  moral  waste  within  restore  • 
Oh,  let  thy  love  our  spring-tide  be, 
And  make  us  all  bear  fruit  to  thee. 


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259  ll  The  rising  day ."  C  M. 
i  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light  • 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

260  Retirement.  C.  M. 
i  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

3  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Does  she  commune  with  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, 
And — all  harmonious  names  in  one — 
My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine  ! 
C  The  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  the  love, — 
A  boundless,  endless  store — 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

261  "  Light,  in  thy  light."  C.  M. 

z  Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness, 
Display  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glory  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine, 
a  Light,  in  thy  light,  oh,  may  I  see, 
Thy  grace  hikI  mercy  prove, 
Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blest  by  thee 
The  God  of  pardoning  love. 


3  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 

And  let  thy *happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Father  reconciled. 

4  On  me  thy  promised  peace  bestow, 

The  peace  by  Jesus  given  ;— 
The  joys  of  holiness  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven. 

262  "  Come,  Lord!"  CM. 

i  Come,  thou  Desire  of  all  thy  saints  ! 

Our  humble  strains  attend, 
While  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 

Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  Come,  Lord  !  thy  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptured  say, 

Come,  great  Redeemer  !  come, 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day, 
That  calls  thy  children  home. 

263 


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Praise  to  Christ. 
i  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  with  their  voice  to  sing. 

4  Oh,  for  the  day,  the  glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

264  A  heart  of  Prayer. 

i  Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

A  iul  to  thy  coui  ts  repair  ; 
Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 

TO  meet  OUT  Saviour  here. 


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2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear  ! 

Thy  presence  now  display  ; 
We  bow  within  thy  house  of  prayer  ; 
Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  pray  ! 

3  The  clouds  which  vail  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove  ; 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hopes  to  raise  ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
To  aid  our  feeble  praise. 

265  "  Any  Merry?  Sing  Psalms."     S.  M. 

1  Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God  • 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

266  Psalm  92.  S.  M. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  O  Lord, 

Thy  glorious  name  to  sing  ; 
To  praise  and  pray — to  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet — at  the  dawning  light, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell  • 
And  when  approach  the  shades  of  night, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet — on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join  in  heart  and  voice, 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 


267  "  Moses  and  the  Lamb."  S.  M. 

1  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 
Sing,  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Ye  pilgrims  !  on  the  road 

To  Zion's  city,  sing  ! 
Rejoice  ye  in  the  Lamb  of  God, — 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, — 

kk  Ye  blessed  children  !  come  ;  " 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

5  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

268  Social  Worship.  S.  M. 

1  How  charming  is  the  place 

Where  my  Redeemer,  God, 

Unvails  the  beaut}''  of  his  face, 

And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces, 

To  which  the  great  resort. 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here,  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


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Psalm  63. 


1  My  God  !  permit  my  tongue 

This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste* thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty  fainting  soul 

Thy  mercy  doth  implore  ; 

Not  travelers,  in  desert  lands, 

Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compared  to  this,- 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 


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4  In  wakeful  hours  at  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

5  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  tlies  ; 
And,  on  thy  watchful  providence, 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

6  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps 

270  Psalm  84. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  may  we  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  amid  the  place 

Where  my  dear  Lord  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Within  the  tents  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

271  The  Day  of  Rest. 

1  O  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright ; 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Bending  before  the  throne, 
Sing,  Holy,  Holv,  Holy, 

To  the  Great  Three  in  One. 

2  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls  ; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshfng  streams. 

-\  New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest. 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father  and  to  Son  ; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  thee,  blest  Three  in  One. 


S.  M. 


7,  6.  D 


272  Desire  for  Heaven.  7»  6.  D. 

1  From  every  earthly  pleasure, 

From  every  transient  joy, 
From  every  mortal  treasure, 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die  ; — 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Upward  our  wishes  tend, 
To  nobler  bliss  aspiring, 

And  joys  that  never  end. 

2  From  every  piercing  sorrow, 

That  heaves  our  breast  to-day, 
Or  threatens  us  to-morrow, 

Hope  turns  our  eyes  away  ;  * 

On  wings  of  faith  ascending, 

We  see  the  land  of  light, 
And  feel  our  sorrows  ending, 

In  infinite  delight. 

3  'Tis  true  we  are  but  strangers 

And  pilgrims  here  below, 
And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go  : 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 

Yet  there's  a  rest  above  ; 
And  onward  still  we're  pressing, 

To  reach  that  land  of  love. 

273  "Thine  holy  day."  7,  6.  D. 

1  Thine  holy  day's  returning, 

Our  hearts  exult  to  see  ; 
And  with  devotion  burning, 

Ascend,  O  God.  to  thee  ! 
To-day  with  purest  pleasure, 

Our  thoughts  from  earth  withdraw  ; 
We  search  for  heavenly  treasure, 

We  learn  thy  holy  law. 

2  We  join  to  sing  thy  praises, 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  day  ; 
Each  voice  in  gladness  raises 

Its  loudest,  sweetest  lay  ! 
Thy  richest  mercies  sharing, 

Inspire  us  with  thy  love, 
By  grace  our  souls  preparing 

For  nobler  praise  above. 

274  Welcome  Worship.  II.  M. 

1  Welcome,  delightful  morn, 

Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; — 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 
Prom  the  low  train         1     I  soar  to  reach 
Of  mortal  toys,  |     Immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 

And  till  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  Bceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  hue  : 
Let  sinners  feel  I     And  learn  to  know 

Thy  quickening  word,  |    And  fear  the  Lord. 


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3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul     I    Nor  Sabbaths  be 
New  life  obtain,  |    Enjoyed  in  vain. 

275  Sabbath  Morning.  II.  M. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  awake  ! 
And  hail  this  sacred  day  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 

Your  joyful  homage  pay  ! 
Come  bless  the  day  that  God  hth  blessed, 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest, 
s  On  this  auspicious  morn 
The  Lord  of  life  arose  ; 
He  burst  the  bars  of  death. 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 
And  reaps  the  fruits  of  all  his  love. 
3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings, 
And  earth  in  humbler  strains 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 

276  Psalm  43.  II.  M. 

1  Now,  to  thy  sacred  house, 

With  joy  I  turn  my  feet, 
Where  saints,  with  morning-vows, 

In  full  assembly  meet  : 
Thy  power  divine  shall  there  be  shown, 
And  from  thy  throne  thy  mercy  shine. 

2  Oh,  send  thy  light  abroad  ; 

Thy  truth,  with  heavenly  ray, 
Shall  lead  my  soul  to  God, 

And  guide  mv  doubtful  way  ; 
I'll  hear  thy  word  with  faith  sincere, 
And  learn  to  fear  and  praise  the  Lord. 

3  Here  reach  thy  bounteous  hand, 

And  all  my  sorrows  heal, 
Here  health  and  strength  divine, 

Oh,  make  my  bosom  feel  ; 
Like  balmy  dew,  shall  Jesus'  voice 
My  heart  rejoice,  my  strength  renew. 

4  Now  in  thy  holy  hill, 

Before  thine  altar,  Lord  ! 
My  harp  and  song  shall  sound 

1  he  glories  of  thy  word  : 
Henceforth,  to  thee,  O  God  of  grace  ! 
1    A  hymn  of  praise,  my  life  shall  be. 

277  The  Sacred  Day.  L.  M.  61 

1  Gbbat  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 

Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers  ; 
With  joy  we  now  to  thee  resign 

These  solemn,  consecrated  hours  : 


Oh,  may  our  souls,  adoring,  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

2  Hence,  ye  vain  cares  and  trifles,  fly  ! 

Where  God  resides  appear  no  more  ; 
Omniscient  God,  thy  piercing  eye 

Can  every  secret  thought  explore  ; 
Oh,  may  thy  grace  our  hearts  refine, 
And  fix  our  thoughts  on  things  divine. 

3  Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart ; 

Oh,  may  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear  and  warm  the  heart, 

Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine : 
Then  shall  our  souls,  adoring,  own 
The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 


278 


L.  M.  6L 


Psalm  19. 

1  Thy  glory,  Lord,  the  heavens  declare  ; 

The  firmament  displays  thy  skill  ; 
The  changing  clouds,  the  viewless  air, 

Tempest  and  calm  thy  words  fulfill  ; 
Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech, 
And  night  to  night  thy  knowledge  teach. 

2  Though  voice  nor  sound  inform  the  ear, 

Well  known  the  language  of  their  song, 
When  one  by  one  the  stars  appear, 

Led  by  the  silent  moon  along, 
Till  round  the  earth,  from  all  the  sky, 
Thy  beauty  beams  on  every  eye. 

3  While  these  transporting  visions  shine, 

Along  the  path  of  Providence, 
Glory  eternal,  joy  divine, 

Thy  word  reveals,  transcending  sense  ; 
My  soul  thy  goodness  longs  to  see, 
Thy  love  to  man,  thy  love  to  me. 

279  Quiet  in  Service.  L.  M     61 
1  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 

Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly  ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here  ; 
Weary  and  weak  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 
3  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain, 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain  ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tossea  ; 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

280  Constant  Devotion.  L.  M    6i 
1  When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 

The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes 

O  Sun  of  righteousness  divine, 

On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine  !  _ 

Oh,  chase  the  clouds  of  guilt  away, 

And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 


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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


2  And  when  to  heaven's  all-glorious  King 
My  morning-sacrifice  I  bring, 

And,  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame, 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
Then,  Jesus,  cleanse  me  with  thy  blood, 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 

3  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest  ; 
And,  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
Oh,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies  ! 


281 


TJiir  sting  for  God. — Ps.  42.     L.  M.  61. 


1  As,  panting  in  the  sultry  beam, 
The  hart  desires  the  cooling  stream, 
So  to  thy  presence,  Lord,  I  flee, 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee  ; 
Athirst  to  taste  thy  living  grace, 
And  see  thy  glory  face  to  face. 

3  But  rising  griefs  distress  my  soul, 
And  tears  on  tears  successive  roll ; 
For  many  an  evil  voice  is  near 
To  chide'my  woe  and  mock  my  fear ; 
And  silent  memory  weeps  alone 
O'er  hours  of  peace  and  gladness  flown. 

3  Ah,  why,  by  passing  clouds  oppressed, 
Should  vexing  thoughts  distract  thy  breast? 
Turn,  turn  to  him,  in  every  pain, 
Whom  suppliants  never  sought  in  vain  ; 
Thy  strength,  in  joy's  ecstatic  day, 
Thy  hope,  when  joy  has  passed  away. 

282       The  Good  Shepherd.— Ps.  23.     L.  M.  61. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  in  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales,  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
\V  here  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  art  with  me  still  ; 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid. 

And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  1  stray, 
Thy  presence  shall  my  pains  beguile: 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

*  With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned  ; 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


283  Seeking  God's  Face. 

1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
Oh,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praire. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee  ;  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn  ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  • 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick  ;  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

284  Psalm  23. 

1  To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  thy  charge, 
And  my  couch,  with  tenderest  care, 
'Mid  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 
To  the  streams  that,  still  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread, 

With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied, 
This  my  guard — and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend  ; 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 


285 


Go  in  e  to  Ch  u  rch . 


1  To  thy  temple  we  repair — 
Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there, 
When  within  the  vail  we  meet 
Thee  upon  the  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung. 
Tune  our  lips; — unloose  our  tongue  ; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend  ; 
Hear  us,  for  thy  Spirit  pie 

Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 


OPENING  OF  SERVICE. 


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4  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
E^ery  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn  ; 
That  at  evening  we  may  say — 

1  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day.' 

236  Sabbath  Evening, 

1  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  fades  j 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose, 

At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad  ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshiper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

5  Saviour  !  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  joy  and  peace  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

287  "  The  True  Light." 

1  Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 

Love  divine,  thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 
Enter  every  drooping  heart ; — 

2  Every  mournful  sinner  cheer  ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  ; 
Father  !  in  thy  grace  appear, 
To  thy  human  temples  come. 

3  Come,  in  this  accepted  hour, 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 
Set  us  free  from  all  our  sin. 

4  Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less  ; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 
All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 


288 


Christian  Fellowship. 


1  Sweet  the  time,  exceeding  sweet. 
When  the  saints  together  meet. 
When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme, 
When  they  joy  to  sing  of  him  ! 


2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move  ; 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, — 
Loved  the  world,  and  gave  his  Son. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  amazing  love  ; 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race. 

4  Sing  we,  too,  the  Spirit's  love  ; 
With  our  wretched  hearts  he  strove, 
Took  the  things  of  Christ,  and  showed 
How  to  reach  his  blest  abode. 

5  Sweet  the  place,  exceeding  sweet, 
Where  the  saints  in  glory  meet ; 
Where  the  Saviour's  still  the  theme, 
Where  they  see  and  sing  of  him. 

289  Sun  of  Righteousness.  7>  61. 

1  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 

Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Day-spring  from  on  high,  be  near, 
Day-star  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me  ; 
Jovless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy  s  beams  I  see  ; 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Warmth  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine  ; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  radiant  Sun  divine  ! 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

290  The  First  Rest.  7.  61. 

1  Hail,  thou  bright  and  sacred  morn, 

Risen  with  gladness  in  thy  beams  ! 
Light,  which  not  of  earth  is  born, 

From  thy  dawn  in  glory  streams  • 
Airs  of  heaven  are  breathed  arouna, 
And  each  place  is  holy  ground. 

2  Great  Creator  !  who  this  day 

From  thy  perfect  work  didst  rest ; 
By  the  souls  that  own  thy  sway 

Hallowed  be  its  hours  and  blest ; 
Cares  of  earth  aside  be  thrown, 
This  day  given  to  heaven  alone  ! 

291  Psalm  42.  7.  6] 
1  As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 

Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Bants  the  living  God  to 
When,  oh,  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  1  to  thee  draw  near  ? 


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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


7  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  ; 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
%     Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

292  Evening  Worship.  7>  ^l. 
i  Now,  from  labor  and  from  care, 

Evening  shades  have  set  me  free  ; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer. 

Lord  !  I  would  converse  with  tnee  : 
Oh,  behold  me  from  above, 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  woe, 

Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 
Naught  can  charm  me  here  below, 

But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  ; 
Lord  !  forgive — thy  grace  restore, 
Make  me  thine  for  evermore. 

3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 

For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 
For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, — 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise  ; 
Oh,  accept  my  song  of  praise. 

293  Psalm  84.  8,  7. 

1  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  tents  how  lovely  ! 

Living  God,  thy  courts  to  see 
My  soul  longeth,  even  fainteth — 
Heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee. 

2  Lord  of  hosts,  my  supplication 

Hear — O  God  of  Jacob's  race — 

God,  our  shield  and  our  salvation — 

Look  on  thine  Anointed's  face. 

3  One  day  in  thy  courts  is  better 

Than  a  thousand — yea,  therein 
I  had  rather  be  doorkeeper 
Than  to  dwell  in  tents  of  sin. 

4  Sun  and  shield  art  thou,  bestowing 

Grace  and  glory  on  the  just — 
No  good  thing  from  them  withholding ; 
Blest  are  all  who  in  thee  trust. 

294  Joyous  Praise.  8,  J. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator  ! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ; 
Join?  mv  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  Father  !  source  of  all  compassion  ! 

Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine  : 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine  ! 
1  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 
For  the  hope  of  future  |oy, 


Sound  his  praise  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high  ! 

4  Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 

Praise  him,  every  living  creature, 

Earth  and  heaven's  united  host. 

5  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise  ; 
Then  enraptured  fall  before  him, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 

295  Psalm  135.  8,  7. 

1  Praise  the  Lord,  oh,  praise  Jehovah, 

Sing  ye  praises  to  his  name  ; 
Ye  who  serve  him,  Hallelujah 
To  the  Lord  of  hosts  proclaim. 

2  Ye  who  stand  within  his  temple, 

Praise  his  name — Jehovah  laud  ; 
Ye  who  in  his  courts  assemble, 
Praise  the  Lord  of  hosts,  our  God. 

3  Praise  him,  he  is  good  and  gracious, 

He  is  merciful  and  true  ; 
Shout  aloud  Jehovah's  praises, 
It  is  comely  so  to  do. 

4  Praise  him,  for  in  his  good  pleasure 

He  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell ; 
Praise  him,  his  peculiar  treasure 
Is  the  seed  of  Israel. 

5  Ye  who  fear  him,  oh,  draw  near  him  ! 

Ye  his  saints,  with  one  accord 

Come  before  him  and  adore  him  : 

Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord  ! 

296  "Sweet  Hour."  L.  M.  I>. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ■ 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 

And  bids  me,  at  my  Father's  throne, 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known  : 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear, 

To  him,  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless : 
And,  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 

297  Prayer  anywhere.  L.  M. 
1  Ji-.srs,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 

There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seal  j 
Where'er  they  seek  thee  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 


PRAYER. 


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1  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care, 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

298  Hour  0/ Prayer.  L.  M. 

x  Blest  hour  !  when  mortal  man  retires 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  nib  warm  desires, 

And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour  !  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While  all  around  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour  !  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 
And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour  !  for  where  the  Lord  resorts — 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given  j 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  Heaven  ! 


299 


M  Our  infirmities" 

1  Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 
The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears, — 
The  Guardian  of  mankind  appears. 

2  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye  ; 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame. 

3  Our  Fellow-sufferer  yet  retains 
A  fellow  feeling  of  our  pains  : 
And  still  remembers,  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  his  agonies,  and  cries. 

4  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  had  a  pari ; 

He  sympathizes  with  our  grief. 
And  to  the  sufferer  sends  relief. 

With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known  ; 
And  ask  the  aid  of  heavenly  power, 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 


L.  M. 


300  Prayers  hindered.  L.  M, 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 

Vet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  clouds  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?  ah  !  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  a  fellow-creature's  ear 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 

kk  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me  ! " 

301  "Ask  what  thou  wilt.'''  L.  M. 

1  And  dost  thou  say,  "  Ask  what  thou  wilt?" 

Lord,  I  would  seize  the  golden  hour : 
I  pray  to  be  released  from  guilt, 
And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  power. 

2  More  of  thy  presence,  Lord,  impart ; 

More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear  : 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  sealed, 

And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength  : 
Oh,  be  thy  boundless  love  revealed 

In  all  its  height  and  breadth  and  length. 

4  Grant  these  requests — I  ask  no  more, 

But  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign  : 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich,  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well,  if  thou  art  mine. 

302  The  Mercy-seat.  L.  M 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-s«at. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, — 
A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 


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4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sense  and  sin  molest  no  more, 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

5  Oh,  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
This  throbbing  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  mercy-seat. 

303  "  The  Tranquil  Hour"  L.  M. 
i  Thou,  Saviour,  from  thy  throne  on  high. 

Enrobed  with  light  and  girt  with  power, 
Dost  note  the  thought,  the  prayer,  the  sigh, 
Of  hearts  that  love  the  tranquil  hour. 

2  Now  to  our  souls,  withdrawn  awhile 

From  earth's  rude  noise,  thy  face  reveal ; 
And  as  we  worship,  kindly  smile, 
And  for  thine  own  our  spirits  seal. 

3  To  thee  we  bring  each  grief  and  care, 

To  thee  we  fly  while  tempests  lower ; 
Thou  wilt  the  weary  burdens  bear 
Of  hearts  that  love  the  tranquil  hour. 

304  "  The  Gate  of  Heaven^  L.  M. 
i  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 

And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  ! 
Dear  Saviour  !  on  thy  people  smile, 

And  come,  according  to  thy  word, 
a  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee  : 
Ah,  Lord  !  behold  us  at  thy  feet ; 

Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven  "  be. 
3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand  !"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face  : 
Oh,  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 


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li  Two  or  three.'1'' 
i  Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise  ; — 

2  There  will  the  gracious  Saviour  be, 
To  bless  the  little  company  ; 
There,  to  unvail  his  smiling  face, 
And  bid  his  glories  rill  the  place. 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  O  Lord 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  ; 
Now  Bend  the  Spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

306  What  Prayer  is.  C.   M. 

x  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered  or  unexpressed  ; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  tire 
That  trembler  in  the  breast. 


2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  j 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air  : 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death — 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry — kk  Behold   he  prays  !  " 

6  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God — 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way  ; 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord  !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 


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<<\\Tatch  and  Pray.'>'> 
i  The  Saviour  bids  thee  watch  and  pray 
Through  life's  momentous  hour  ; 
And  grants  the  Spirit's  quickening  ray 
To  those  who  seek  his  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  thee  watch  and  pray, 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife  ; 
O  Christian  !  hear  his  voice  to-day: 
Obedience  is  thy  life. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  thee  watch  and  pray, 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come 
That  calls  thee  from  the  earth  away 
To  thy  eternal  home. 

4  The  Saviour  bids  thee  watch  and  pray 

Oh,  hearken  to  his  voice, 
And  follow  where  he  leads  the  way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys  ! 

308  Comfort  in  Prayer.  (-•  M. 

i  Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 

Returning  whence  it  came  ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within. 

And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourning  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  praj 

He  hath  an  car  to  hear  ; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  sigh, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 

Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes, 

Who  once  for  sinners  died 


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309  Evening  Prayer.  C.  M. 

i  Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day  ! 

Begone,  disturbing  care  ! 
And  look,  my  soul,  from  earth  away, 

To  him  who  heareth  prayer. 

2  How  sweet  the  tear  of  penitence, 

Before  his  throne  of  grace. 
While,  to  the  contrite  spirit's  sense, 
He  shows  his  smiling  face. 

3  How  sweet,  thro'  long  remembered  years, 

His  mercies  to  recall ; 
And,   pressed  with   wants,   and  griefs,    and 
fears, 
To  trust  his  love  for  all. 

4  How  sweet  to  look,  in  thoughtful  hope, 

Beyond  this  fading  sky, 
And  "hear  him  call  his  children  up 
To  his  fair  home  on  high. 

5  Calmly  the  day  forsakes  our  heaven 

To  dawn  beyond  the  west ; 
So  let  my  soul,  in  life's  last  even, 
Retire  to  glorious  rest. 

310 


C.  M. 


"  Two  or  Three" 
i  Wherever  two  or  three  may  meet, 
To  worship  in  thy  name, 
Bending  beneath  thy  mercy-seat, 
This  promise  they  may  claim  : — 

2  Jesus  in  love  will  condescend 

To  bless  the  hallowed  place  ; 

The  Saviour  will  himself  attend, 

And  show  his  smiling  face. 

3  How  bright  the  assurance  !  gracious  Lord, 

Fountain  of  peace  and  love, 

Fulfill  to  us  thy  precious  word, 

Thy  loving-kindness  prove. 

4  Now  to  our  God — the  Father,  Son, 

And  Holy  Spirit,  sing  ! 
With  praise  to  God,  the  Three  in  One, 
Let  all  creation  ring. 

311  Evening-  Devotion.  C.  M. 

i  O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown  ; 

And  we,  a  lowly  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 

To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 
2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  listening  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours? 
Thou  wilt !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 

The  song  which  meekness  pours. 
*.  Thy  heavenly  grace  to  each  impart ; 

All  evil  far  remove  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 

Thy  everlasting  love. 
4  Thus  chastened,  cleansed,  entirely  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led, 


The  Sun  of  holiness  shall  shine 

In  glory  on  our  head. 
5  And  thou  wilt  turn  our  wandering  feet, 

And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way  ; 
Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  faith  shall  greet 

The  dawn  of  lasting  day. 

312  Prayer  in  Retirement.  C.  M. 
i  1  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

313  Prayer  a  Power.  CM. 
i  There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 

Beneath  the  wing  of  night ; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts, 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

2  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires, 

When  human  strength  gives  way  ; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

3  That  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs  ; 

That  arm  upholds  the  sky  ; 
That  ear  is  filled  with  angel  songs  ; 
That  love  is  throned  on  high. 

4  But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain, 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 
That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

5  That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high, 

Through  Jesus,  to  the  throne  ; 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the  world, 
To  bring  salvation  down  ! 

314  ^  A  safe  Retreat r  CM, 
i  Dfar  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies : 
'Tis  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
When  storms  ind  tempests  rise. 


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2  My  checnul  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  near  ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector,  and  my  Lord  ! 

Thy  constant  aid  impart  ; 
Oh,  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  Oh,  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat ; 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

315  "  Christ  invites  us."  S.  M. 

i  Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 

And  Christ  invites  us  near  • 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 

And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  our  griefs  : 
He  pardons  every  day  ; 
Almighty  to  protect  our  souls, 
And  wise  to  guide  our  way. 

^  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 
What  various  stores  of  good, 
Diffused  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 

4  Jesus,  our  living  Head, 

We  bless  thy  faithful  care  ; 

Our  Advocate  before  the  throne, 

And  our  Forerunner  there. 

5  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart ! 

Here  wait,  my  warmest  love  ! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

316  Morning  Prayer.  S.  M. 

i  Sweetly  the  holy  hymn 

Breaks  on  the  morning  air  ; 
Before  the  world  with  smoke  is  dim, 

We  meet  to  offer  prayer. 

2  While  flowers  are  wet  with  dews, 

Dew  of  our  souls,  descend  : 
Ere  yet  the  sun  the  day  renews, 
O  Lord,  thy  Spirit  send. 

3  Upon  the  battle  field, 

Before  the  fight  begins, 
We  seek,  O  Lord,  thy  sheltering  shield, 
To  guard  us  from  our  sins. 

4  On  the  lone  mountain  side. 

Before  the  morning's  light, 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  wept  and  cried, 
And  rose  refreshed  with  might. 

j  Oh,  hear  us,  then,  for  we 
Are  very  weak  and  frail, 


We  make  the  Saviour's  name  our  plea, 
And  surely  must  prevail. 

317  »  Never  Faint ."  S.  M. 
i  Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  every  saint, 

Invites  us  all,  our  grief  to  tell, 

To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear, — 

We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cr}*- ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer  ; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and,  from  on  high, 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 

318  Morning-  Prayer.  S.  M. 
i  How  sweet  the  melting  lay 

Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 

When  at  the  hour  of  rising  day 

Christians  unite  in  prayer. 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  humble  sighs, 
And  sends  his  bless.ngs  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 

Before  the  morning  Mght — 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

4  So  Jesus  still  doth  pray 

Before  the  morning  bright, 
On  heavenly  mountains  far  away, 
While  we  toil  here  in  night. 

5  Leave,  Lord,  thy  vigil  there, 

Descend  upon  life>s  wave  ; 
Come  to  the  bark  through  midnight  air, 
The  storm  shall  cease  to  rave. 


319  "  Th e  Th  rone  of  Grace.' ' 

i  Behold  the  throne  of  grace  ! 

The  promise  calls  me  near  ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 

And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 

Which  sprinkled  round  I  see, 
Provides  for  those  who  come  to  God 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  Mv  soul !  ask  what  thou  wilt ; 

Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold  : 
Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 


S.  M. 


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4  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love  ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 

And  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith  ; 

Conform  my  will  to  thine  ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

320  "  Thy  Holy  Spirit."  S.  M. 
i  Lord,  bid  thy  light  arise 

On  all  thy  people  here, 
And  when  we  raise  our  longing  eyes 
Oh,  may  we  find  thee  near  ! 

2  Thy  Holy  Spirit  send, 

To  quicken  every  soul  ; 
And  hearts  the  most  rebellious  bend 
To  thy  divine  control. 

3  Let  all  that  own  thy  name 

Thy  sacred  image  bear  ; 
And  light  in  every  heart  the  flame 
Of  watchfulness  and  prayer. 

4  Since  in  thy  love  we  see 

Our  only  sure  relief, 
Oh,  raise  our  earthly  minds  to  thee, 
And  help  our  unbelief. 

321  "  Thy  suit  prepare."  *]* 
i  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 

Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

a  With  my  burden  I  begin  : — 
Lord  !  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There,  thy  sovereign  ri^ht  maintain, 
And,  without  a  rival,  reign. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

Be  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

5  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

o22  An  urgent  Case.  7 

i  Lord  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 

Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  ; 

Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 

Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 


2  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer  ; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free — 
Lord!  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

3  Many  days  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Vet  have  been  upheld  till  now  ; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

4  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need — 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead  ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

5  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold  ; 
'Tis  thy  goodness  make's  me  bold  ; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

Since  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

32  J  God  Everywhere. 

i  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 

Find  that  throne  in  every  place  ; 

If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 

God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  and  our  health, 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth. 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

\  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer  : 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

324  "  Ever  Faithful." 

i  Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 

Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind, 

For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 

For  of  gods  he  is  the  God 

Who  by  wisdom  did  create 

Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state  ; — 

2  Did  the  solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main  ; 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light : 
Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 

All  the  day  his  course  to  run  ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

3  All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need  ; 
Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 


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He  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
'Hove  the  reach  of  mortal  eye  ; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

325  Sabbath  Praise— Ps.  92.  7*  D. 

1  Thou  who  art  enthroned  above, 
Thou  by  whom  we  live  and  move  ! 
Oh,  how  sweet,  with  joyful  tongue, 
To  resound  thy  praise  in  song  ! 
When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  sparkling  stars  arise, 
All  thy  favors  to  rehearse, 

And  give  thanks  in  grateful  verse. 

2  Sweet  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
When  devotion  fills  the  breast, 
When  we  dwell  within  thy  house, 
Hear  thy  word,  and  pay  our  vows  ; 
Notes  to  heaven's  high  mansions  raise 
Fill  its  courts  with  joyful  praise  j 
With  repeated  hymns  proclaim 
Great  Jehovah's  awful  name. 

3  From  thy  works  our  joys  arise, 
O  thou  only  good  and  wise  ! 
Who  thy  wonders  can  declare  ? 
How  profound  thy  counsels  are  ! 
Warm  our  hearts  with  sacred  fire  ; 
Grateful  fervors  still  inspire  ; 

All  our  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
Ever  in  thy  praise  unite. 


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Psalm  100. 


L.  M. 


1  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King  ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God — 'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give  : 
We  are  his  work — and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  j 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good— the  Lord  is  kind  ; 

Great  is  his  grace — his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  all  the  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 


327  Psalm  39. 

x  Jehovah  reigns  ;  his  throne  is  high  ; 
His  robes  arc  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe  ; 
His  iustice  guards  his  holy  law  ; 


L.  M. 


Yet  love  reveals  a  smiling  face, 
And  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

5  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs  • 
His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfill 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels'  join, 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 


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Psalm  117. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  : 

Let  the  Redeemer  s  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


329 


L.  M. 


God's  Glory. 
2  Come,  O  my  soul !  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But,  oh,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  r 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs. 
Almighty  power  with  wisdom  shines  ; 
His  works,  thro'  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song  ! 

330  "A  noble  Song-."  L.  M. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake  my  tongue  ! 
Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, — 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ! 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Hath  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace  ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme: 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  : 
Ye  angels  !  dwell  upon  the  sound  \ 

Ye  heavens  !  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

4  Oh,  mav  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  lie  unvails  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 


GENERAL  PRAISE. 


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331  Psalm  36.  L.  M. 

1  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  ! 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thv  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  vails  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  : 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Mv  (rod,  how  excellent  thy  grace  ! 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ; 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

4  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast ; 
There,  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

332  "TeDeumr  L.  M. 

1  Lord  God  of  Hosts,  by  all  adored  ! 
Thy  name  we  praise  with  one  accord  ; 
The  earth  and  heavens  are  full  of  thee, 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  majesty. 

2  Loud  hallelujahs  to  thy  name 
Angels  and  seraphim  proclaim  ; 
Eternal  praise  to  thee  is  given 

By  all  the  powers  and  thrones  in  heaven. 

3  The  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng, 
The  prophets  aid  to  swell  the  song, 
The  noble  and  triumphant  host 

Of  martyrs  make  of  thee  their  boast. 

4  The  holy  church  in  every  place 
Throughout  the  world  exalts  thy  praise  ; 
Both  heaven  and  earth  do  worship  thee, 
Thou  Father  of  eternity  ! 

5  From  day  to  day,  O  Lord,  do  we 
Highly  exalc  and  honor  thee  ; 
Thy  name  we  worship  and  adore, 
World  without  end  for  evermore. 


33d  M  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

1  Sixg  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 

Around  the  eternal  throne, 
Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  : 

To-day  the  young,  the  old, 
Our  Saviour  and  his  flock  appear 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3  Toil,  tnal,  sufferings  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrim's  throng  ; 


C.  M. 


Yet  learn  we  in  our  low  estate 
The  Church  Triumphant's  song. 

4  u  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, — " 

Cry  the  redeemed  above, 
"  Blessing  and  honor  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love  !  " 

5  ll  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  on  earth  we  sing, 

li  Who  died  our  souls  to  save  ! 
Henceforth,  O  Death  !  where  is  thy  sting? 
Thy  victory,  O  Grave  !  " 

334  Psalm  148.  C.  M, 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir  ! 

In  heavenly  heights  above, 
With  harp,  and  voice,  and  soul  of  fire, 
Burning  with  perfect  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  glory,  worlds  of  light ! 

Ye  million  suns  of  space  ; 
Ye  moons  and  glistening  stars  of  night, 
Running  your  mystic  race. 

3  Shout  to  Jehovah,  surging  main  ! 

In  deep  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  the  strain, 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

4  Storm,  lightning,  thunder,  hail,  and  snow, 

Wild  winds  that  keep  his  word. 
With  the  old  mountains  far  below, 
Unite  to  bless  the  Lord. 

5  And  round  the  wide  world  let  it  roll, 

Whilst  man  shall  lead  it  on  ; 
Join,  every  ransomed  human  soul, 
In  glorious  unison. 

335  Rejoicing  in  God.  C.  M 

1  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 

And  sing  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Soon  shall  we  join  the  glorious  theme 
In  loftier  strains  above. 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends  ; 

Calls  us  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 

His  children  and  his  friends. 

3  My  Father,  God  !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 

4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow  ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 


336  Psalm  95. 

1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sin»  : 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 


S.  M, 


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s  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord : 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  our  gracious  God. 


S.  M. 


337  Psalm  u8 
x  See,  what  a  living  stone 

The  builders  did  refuse  : 
Vet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 
8  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 

Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 

As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord  !  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine  ; 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 

That  our  Redeemer  made  : 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray  ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 
Bless  him,  ye  saints  !  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

338  Call  to  Praise.  S.   M. 
i  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ve  people  of  his  choice  ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  Oh,  for  the  living  fiame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  : 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore 


339  God's  Perfections.  5.  6- 
i  Oh,  worship  the  King, 

All-glorious  above  ; 
And  gratefully  sing 

His  power  and  his  love  ; 
Our  shield  and  defender, 

The  Ancient  of  Days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor 

And  girded  with  praise. 

2  Oh,  tell  of  his  might, 

Oh,  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light, 

Whose  canopy,  space  ; 
Whose  chariots  of  wrath 

The  deep  thunder-clouds  form  ; 
And  dark  is  his  path 

On  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care 

What  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air, 

It  shines  in  the  light, 
It  streams  from  the  hills, 

It  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils 

In  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust, 

And  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust, 

Nor  rind  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender, 

How  firm  to  the  end, 
Our  Maker,  Defender, 

Redeemer,  and  Friend  ! 

340  "  Salvation  to  God."  5i  & 
i  Ye  servants  of  God, 

Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name : 
The  name,  all  victorious, 

Of  Jesus  extol  ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 

And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high. 

Almighty  to  save  ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh  • 

His  presence  we  have  : 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing. 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  il  Salvation  to  God, 

Who  sits  on  the  throne," 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honor  the  Sou  : 


GENERAL  PRAISE. 


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Our  Saviour's  high  praises 

The  angels  proclaim, — 
Fall  down  on  their  faces, 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right — 
All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might  ; 
All  honor  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love  ! 

341  '"The  God  of  Abraham" 

i  The  God  of  Abraham  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthroned  above, 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days, 

And  God  of  love  ! 
Jehovah  !  great  I  Am  ! 

By  earth  and  heaven  confessed  ; 
I  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  name, 
For  ever  blest ! 

a  The  God  of  Abraham  praise  ! 

At  whose  supreme  command 
From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 

At  his  right  hand  : 
I  all  on  earth  forsake, 

Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power, 
And  him  mv  only  portion  make, 

My  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abraham  praise  ! 

Whose  all-sufficient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days 

In  all  my  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 

He  calls  himself  my  God  ! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end 

Through  Jesus'  blood ! 

342  M  The  Great  I A  m." 

i  God  by  himself  hath  sworn, 
I  on  his  oath  depend  ; 
I  shall,  on  eagles'  wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  ascend  ; 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 

I  shall  his  power  adore, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore  ! 

a  The  God  who  reigns  on  high 

The  great  archangels  sing  ; 
And  "  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  cry, 

Almighty  King  ! 
Who  was  and  is  the  same, 

And  evermore  shall  be  ; 
Jehovah,  Father,  great  I  Am, 

We  worship  thee. 


P   M. 


P.  M. 


3  The  whole  triumphant  host 

Give  thanks  to  God  on  high  ; 
11  Hail  !  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  ! " 

They  ever  cry  : 
Hail !  Abraham's  God,  and  mine  ! 

I  join  the  heavenly  lays  ; 
All  might  and  majesty  are  thine, 

And  endless  praise  ! 

343  Helped  Hitherto.  L.  M. 
i  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 
And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  • 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

344  Evening  Song.  L.  M. 
i  Great  God  !  to  thee  my  evening  song 

With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 
Oh,  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gentle,  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 

Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 
And,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  /)lood 

Of  Jesus  ;  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God  ! 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

345  Dismissal.  L.   M, 
i  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord  ! 

Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


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346  Service  ended.  L.  M. 
i  Eke  to  the  world  again  we  go, 

Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 

Thy  grace,  once  more,  O  God,  we  crave, 

From  lolly  and  from  sin  to  save. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard, 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  word — 

Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosoms  deep, 
And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  Oh,  may  the  influence  of  this  day 
Long  as  our  memory  with  us  stay, 
And  as  a  constant  guardian  prove, 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 

4  To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

347  Evening  Hymn.  L.  M. 
j  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 

For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  oh,  keep  me,  King  of  kings  ! 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

a  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  : 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day. 

4  Oh,  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close  ! 
Sleep,  which  shall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  Be  thou  my  guardian,  while  I  sleep 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep  ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  the  approach  of  ill. 

6  Lord,  let  my  soul  for  ever  share, 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love  ! 

348  »«  The  Peace  of  God."  L.  M. 
x  The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 

And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 

Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts  ! 
a  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 

The  Father,  W  ord,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down 

Oir  every  soul  assembled  here  ! 


3  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

349  The  Close  of  the  Sabbath.  L.  M 
i  Another  day  has  passed  along, 

And  we  are  nearer  to  the  tomb, — 
Nearer  to  join  the  heavenly  song, 
Or  hear  the  last  eternal  doom. 

2  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath-eve, 

And  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there  ; 
For  these  blest  hours,  the  world  1  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 

3  The  time,  how  lovely  and  how  still ; 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below, — 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill,— 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

4  Season  of  rest  !  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  to  love,— 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll, 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

5  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long, 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod  ; 
And  we  snail  join  the  ceaseless  song, — 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

350  "  Abide  with  me."  IO. 
i  Abide  with  me  !     Fast  falls  the  eventide, 

The  darkness  deepens — Lord,  with  me  abide  ! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me  ! 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away  ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

O  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour, 
What  but  thy   grace   can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  oh,  abide  with 

me ! 

4  Not  a  brief  glance  I  long,  a  passing  word  ; 
But  as  thou  dwell'st  with  thy  disuples,  Lord 
Familiar,  condescending,  patient,  free, 
Come,  not  to  sojourn,  but  abide,  with  me  ! 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes  ; 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to  the 

skies  ; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain 

shadows  flee  ! 
In  lite,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me  ! 


CLOSE  OF  SERVICE. 


Si 


351  pm  rting  H y  mm.  10. 
i  Saviour,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise 

With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise  ; 
We  rise  to  bless  thee  ere  our  worship  cease, 
And,  now  departing,  wait  thy  word  of  peace. 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way  ; 
With  thee  began,  with  thee  shall  end  the  day  ; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from 

shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy  name. 

3  Grant  us  thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  coming 

night,' 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light ; 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  bote  alike  to  thee. 

4  Grant  us  thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly 

life, 
Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife  ; 
Then,  when  thy  voice  shall  bid' our  conflict 

cease, 
Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  thine  eternal  peace. 

352  Evening  Song,  7« 
i  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 

Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading  eye 
Naught  escapes  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 

Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee 

4  Thou  who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 
All  of  man's  infirmity  ; 

Then  from  thine  eternal  throne, 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 

353  Closing  Hy?nn.  7 . 
i  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever  present  Friend. 

a  Jesus  !  hear  our  humble  praver. 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep ! 
Let  thy  mercv  and  thv  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  Then  if  thou  thv  help  afford, 
Joyful  songs  to  thee  shall  rise, 
And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  regards  our  humble  cries. 


354  Hymn  at  Parting.  7 
i  Thou,  from  whom  we  never  part, 

Thou,  whose  love  is  everywhere. 
Thou,  who  seest  every  heart, 
Listen  to  our  evening  prayer. 

2  Father,  fill  our  hearts  with  love, 

Love  unfailing,  full  and  free  ; 
Love  that  no  alarm  can  move, 
Love  that  ever  rests  on  thee. 

3  Heavenly  Father!  through  the  night 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  ill  ; 

Cheerful  as  the  morning  light, 

May  we  wake  to  do  thy  will. 

355  The  mercies  of  a  day.  7 
i  For  the  mercies  of  the  day, 

For  this  rest  upon  our  way, 
Thanks  to  thee  alone  be  given, 
Lord  of  earth  and  King  of  heaven  ! 

2  Cold  our  services  have  been. 
Mingled  every  prayer  with  sin  : 
But  thou  canst  and  wilt  forgive  ; 
By  thy  grace  alone  we  live. 

3  While  this  thorny  path  we  tread, 
May  thy  love  our  footsteps  lead  ; 
When  our  journey  here  is  past, 
May  we  rest  with  thee  at  last. 

4  Let  these  earthly  Sabbaths  prove 
Foretastes  of  our  joys  above  ; 
While  their  steps  thy  children  bend 
To  the  rest  which  knows  no  end. 

356  Evening  hy in n.  S.  M. 
i  The  day  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
Oh,  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest  ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise. 

And  view  the  unwearied  sun. 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  rein 
Oh,  mav  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  ut  thy  love. 


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357 


Sabbath  over. 


S.  M. 


i  The  day  of  praise  is  done  : 
The  evening  shadows  tall  ; 
Yet  pass  not  trom  us  with  the  sun, 
True  Light  that  lightenest  all ! 

Around  thy  throne  on  high, 

Where  night  can  never  be, 
The  white-robed  harpers  of  the  sky 

Bring  ceaseless  hymns  to  thee. 

3  Too  faint  our  anthems  here  ; 

Too  soon  of  praise  we  tire  ; 
But  oh,  the  strains  how  full  and  clear 
Of  that  eternal  choir  ! 

4  Yet,  Lord  !  to  thy  dear  will 

If  thou  attune  the  heart, 
We  in  thine  angels'  music  still 
May  bear  our  lower  part. 

5  Shine  thou  within  us,  then, 

A  day  that  knows  no  end, 
Till  songs  of  angels  and  of  men 
In  perfect  praise  shall  blend. 

358  "Closing  hour."  S.  M. 
t  Lord,  at  this  closing  hour, 

Establish  every  heart 
Upon  thy  word  of  truth  and  power, 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

i  Peace  to  our  brethren  give  ; 
Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love  ; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  we  live, 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 

3  Through  changes,  bright  or  drear, 

We  would  thy  will  pursue  ; 
And  toil  to  spread  thy  kingdom  here, 
Till  we  its  glory  view. 

4  To  God,  the  only  wise, 

In  every  age  adored, 
Let  glory  from  the  church  arise 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  ! 

359  "  Do  it  with  thy  might."  S.  M. 
i  The  swift  declining  day, 

I  low  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace, 

A  nd  use  the  hours  of  light  ; 
And  know,  its  Maker  can  command 
At  once  eternal  night. 

3  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  n\  Milling  sphere  ; 
Submissive  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  seek  salvation  there. 


4  Then  shall  new  lustre  break 

Through  death's  impending  gloom, 
And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light. 
In  your  celestial  home. 


360 


Doxology. 


S.  M 


i  To  God  the  only  wise, 

Who  keeps  us  by  his  word, 
Be  glory  now  and  evermore, 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

2  Hosanna  to  the  Word, 

Who  from  the  Feather  came  ; 
Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lonl, 
And  ever  bless  his  name. 

3  The  grace  of  Christ  ruir  Lord, 

The  Father's  boundless  love, 
The  Spirit's  blest  communion,  too, 
Be  with  us  from  above. 

361  "Abide  with  us." 
i  The  day,  O  Lord,  is  spent ; 

Abide  with  us,  and  rest ; 
Our  hearts'  desires  are  fully  bent 
On  making  thee  our  guest. 

2  We  have  not  reached  that  land, 

That  happy  land,  as  yet, 
Where  holy  angels  round  thee  stand, 
Whose  sun  can  never  set. 

3  Our  sun  is  sinking  now, 

Our  day  is  almost  o'er  ; 
O  Sun  of  Righteousness,  do  thou 
Shine  on  us  evermoie  i 

362  Pa  rting  Hym  n . 
i  Once  more,  before  we  part, 

Oh,  bless  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 
Adore  and  praise  the  same. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  grace  we  came, 

That  blessing  still  impart  ; 
We  met  in  Jesus'  sacred  name, 
In  Jesus'  name  we  part. 

3  Still  on  thy  holy  word 

Help  us  to  feed,  and  grow, 

Still  to  go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 

And  practise  what  we  know. 

4  Now,  Lord,  before  we  part, 

Help  us  to  bless  thy  name  : 
Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 
Adore  ami  praise  the  same. 

363  Benediction. 

i   May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  tlu-  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  trom  above  ! 


S.  M. 


S.  M. 


CLOSE  OF  SERVICE. 


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t  Thus  mav  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

364  "An  Evening  Blessing"  S,  J. 

1  Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing  ; 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrow  near  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us  ; 
We  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 

Mav  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 

Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom. 

365  The  Pilgrim.  3,  7.  D. 

1  Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us, 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears  ; 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
When  temptation's  dans  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
And  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 

366  Close  0/ Worship.  8,7.4. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

Oh,  refresh  us. 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
May  the'fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

Mav  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

I  So,  when'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away  ; 


Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  clay, 

May  we,  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 

367  "  Guide  me."  8,  7,  ^ 

1  Glide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven  ! 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer  ! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  death  !  and  hell's  Destruction  ! 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

368  "  Saviour,  keep  us."  o,  "J,  4* 

1  God  of  our  salvation  !  hear  us  ; 

Bless,  oh,  bless  us,  ere  we  go  ; 

When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us, 

Lest  we  cold  and  careless  grow. 

Saviour  !  keep  us  ; 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  foe. 

2  As  our  steps  are  drawing  nearer 

To  our  everlasting  home, 
May  our  view  of  heaven  grow  clearer, 
Hope  more  bright  of  joys  to  come  ; 

And,  when  dying, 
May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 

369  "  Guard  usy  guide  us ."  S    J,  6L 

1  Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 

O'er  the  world's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
Guard  us,  guide  us,  keep  us,  feed  us, 

For  we  have  no  help  but  thee  ; 
Yet  possessing  every  blessing, 

If  our  God  our  Father  be. 

2  Saviour,  breathe  forgiveness  o'er  us, 

All  our  weakness  thou  dost  know  ; 
Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us, 

Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe  ; 
Lone  and  dreary,  faint  and  weary, 

Through  the  desert  thou  didst  go. 

3  Spirit  of  our  God,  descending, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  joy  ; 


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Love  with  every  passion  blending, 

Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy  : 
Thus  provided,  pardoned,  guided, 

Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy. 

S70  "  One  More  Day."  P.  M. 

i  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus, 
One  less  of  life  for  me  ! 
But  heaven  is  nearer, 
And  Christ  is  dearer 
Than  yesterday,  to  me  ; 
His  love  and  light 
Fill  all  my  soul  to-night. 
Cho. — One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus, 
One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus, 
One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus, 
One  less  of  life  for  me. 
3  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus  ; 
How  sweet  the  work  has  been, 
To  tell  the  story, 
To  show  the  glory, 
Where  Christ's  tiock  enter  in  ! 
How  it  did  shine 
In  this  poor  heart  of  mine  ! — Cho. 

3  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus — 

Oh,  yes,  a  weary  day  ; 

But  heaven  shines  clearer, 

And  rest  comes  nearer, 
At  each  step  of  the  way  ; 

And  Christ  in  all — 

Before  his  face  1  fall.— Cho. 

4  Oh,  blessed  work  for  Jesus  ! 

Oh,  rest  at  Jesus'  feet  ! 

There  toil  seems  pleasure, 

My  wants  are  treasure, 
And  pain  for  him  is  sweet. 

Lord,  if  1  may, 

I'll  serve  another  day  ! — Cho. 

371  Gloria  Patri. 

i  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Holy  Ghost ; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever 
shall  be, 
World  without  end.     Amen.  Amen. 

372  ll  The  day  is  gone."  L»«  M. 
t  Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go  : 

Thy  word  into  our  minds  instill  ; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Ref. — Through   life's  long  day  and  death's 
dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 
a  The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run, 
And  thou  hast  taken  count  of  all. 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won. 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall.— Ref. 


3  Do  more  than  pardon  ;  give  us  joy, 

Sweet  fear,  and  sober  liberty, 
And  simple  hearts  without  alloy 
That  only  long  to  be  like  thee. — Ref. 

4  Labor  is  sweet,  for  thou  hast  toiled  ; 

And  care  is  light,  for  thou  hast  cared  ; 
Ah  !  never  let  our  works  be  soiled 

With  strife,  or  by  deceit  ensnared. — Ref. 

5  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  .he  sad, 

The  sinful,  unto  thee  we  call ; 
Oh,  let  thy  mercy  make  us  glad  : 
Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  All.— Ref. 

373  Matt.  6:  9-13. 

1  Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven,  |  hallowed  | 

be  thy  |  name  ;  |i  thy  kingdom  come,  thy 
will  be  done  on  |  earth,  as  it  |  is  in  f 
heaven  ; 

2  Give    us  this  |  day  our  |  daily  |  bread  ;  ||  and 

forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  forgive  | 
them  that  |  trespass  |  against  us. 

3  And   lead  us  not  into   temptation,  but  de-  | 

liver  I  us  from  |  evil  ;  ||  for  thine  is  the 
kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  |  glory, 
for-  I  ever.    A-  |  men. 

374  Evening  Song.  Ui  5« 

1  Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is  closing, 
The  light  and  darkness  are  of  his  disposing  ; 
And  'neath  his  shadow  here  to  rest  we  yield 

us: 
For  he  will  shield  us. 

2  Let  evil  thoughts  and  spirits  flee  before  us  : 
Till  morning  cometh,  watch,  O  Father  !  o'er 

us  ; 
In  soul  and  body  thou  from  harm  defend  us, 
Thine  angels  send  us. 

3  Let  pious  thoughts  be  ours  when  sleep  o'cr- 

takes  us  ; 
Our  earliest  thoughts  be  thine  when  morning 

wakes  us  ; 
All  sick  and  mourners,  we  to  thee  commend 

them. 
Do  thou  befriend  them. 

4  We  have  no  refuge,  none  on  earth  to  aid  us, 
But    thee.   ()    Father!    who    thine    own    hast 

made  us  ; 
Keep  us  in  life  ;  forgive  our  sins;  deliver 
Us  now  and  ever. 

5  Praise  be  to  thee  through  Jesus  our  salvation, 
God,  three  in  one,  the  Ruler  of  creation, 
High  throned,  o'er  all   thine   eye  ot    incuv 

casting, 

Lord  everlasting  ! 


THE  SCRIPTURES. 


375  Evening  Confession.  II«   5- 
i  From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit, 

Our  humble  prayer  ascends  ;  O  Father  !  hear 

it, 
Upsoaring  on  the  wings  of  awe  and  meek- 
ness ; 
Forgive  its  weakness  ! 
«  We  see  thv  hand  ;  it  leads  us,  it  supports  us  ! 
We  hear  thy  voice  ;  it  counsels  and  it  courts 

us  : 
And  then  we  turn  away  ;  and  still  thy  kind- 
ness 
Forgives  our  blindness. 

3  Oh,  how  long-suffering,  Lord  !  but  thou  de- 

lightest 
To  win  with  love  the  wandering  ;  thou  in- 

vitest. 
By  smiles  of  mercy,  not  by  frowns  or  terrors, 
Man  from  his  errors. 

4  Father  and  Saviour  !  plant  within  each  bosom 
The  seeds  of  holiness,  and  bid  them  blossom 
In  fragrance  and  in  beauty  bright  and  vernal, 

And  spring  eternal. 

5  Then  place  them  in  thine  everlasting  gardens, 
Where    angels  walk,   and   seraphs  are    the 

wardens  ; 
Where  every  flower  escaped  through  death's 
dark  portal, 
Becomes  immortal. 

376  "The  Last  Beam."  P.M. 
i  Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining, 

Father  in  heaven,  the  day  is  declining  ; 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the 

night : 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning 

bells  chime, 
Shield  me  from  danger,  save  me  from  crime  ! 
Rkf.— Father,  have  mercy,  Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy  thro'  Jesus  Christ 
our  Lord,  Amen. 
2  Father  in  heaven,  oh,  hear  when  we  call ! 
Hear,  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all; 
Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  might ; 
In  doubting  and  darkness,  thy  love  be  our 

light  ; 
Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night 

taper  burns, 
Wake    in  thy  arms  when   morning    returns. 
— Ref. 

377  Christ  in  the  Gospel.  L.  M. 
i  Gon,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known, 
Where  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 


2  Here,  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name  ; 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 
The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  Here,  faith  reveals,  to  mortal  eyes, 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies  ; 

Here,  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

I 

4  Oh,  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord  ! 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word, 
Its  truths  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 


378 


L.  M. 


A  written  Revelation. 
i  Let  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  ! 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down 
And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands 
Thy  promises — how  firm  they  be  ! 
How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands  ! 

o79  Inspiration.  E.   M.« 

i  'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ! 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire. 
And  warmed  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought : 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 


380  Psalm  19. 

1  The  starry  firmament  on  high, 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky, 

Vet  shine  not  to  thy  praise,  O  Lord, 
So  brightly  as  thy  written  word. 

2  The  hopes  that  holy  word  supplies, 
Its  truths  divine  and  precepts  wise, 
In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see, 
And  every  beam  conducts  to  thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord,  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale. 
And  deepest  silence  hush  <»n  higti 
The  radiant  choius  ol  the  sky  : — 


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4  But  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Unmoved,  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  have  passed  away. 

331  Nature  and  the  Word.  L.   M. 

i  Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King-, 
To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring  ; 
My  knee  with  humble  homage  bow, 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

a  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above  ; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  what  delightful  truths  I  read  ! 
Here  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed  ; 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart  and  checks  my  fear. 

4  Here  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 

And  gives  my  laboring  conscience  peace  ; 
Here  lifts  my  grateful  passions  high, 
And  points  tVmansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  oh,  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong  ; 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 

Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 

382  "A  little  Book  Open:1  L.  M. 
x  I  love  the  sacred  Book  of  God  ! 

No  other  can  its  place  supply  ; 
It  points  me  to  his  own  abode  ; 
It  gives  me  wings,  and  bids  me  fly. 

a  Sweet  Book  !  in  thee  my  eyes  discern 
The  very  image  of  my  Lord  : 
From  thine  instructive  page  I  learn 
The  joys  his  presence  will  afford. 

3  In  thee  I  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  that  will  ne'er  decay  ; — 
Dear  Lord,  oh,  when  wilt  thou  appear, 
And  bear  thy  prisoner  away? 

4  While  I  am  here,  these  leaves  supply 

His  place,  and  tell  me  of  his  love  ; 
I  read  with  faith's  discerning  eye, 
And  gain  a  glimpse  of  joys  above. 

5  I  know  in  them  the  Spirit  breathes 

To  animate  his  people  here  ; 
Oh,  may  these  truths  prove  life  to  all, 
Till  in  his  presence  we  appear  ! 

383  Progress  of  Tr  ut/i.  L .  M . 
x  Upon  the  Gospel's  sa<  red  page 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine  ; 
And,  ;is  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  diviue. 


2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar ; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  Gospel  light 
Becomes  effulgent  more  and  more. 

3  More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blest,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  radiance  shall  o'erfiow  the  world, — 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy  ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  the  lingering  mist  away. 


384 


C.  M. 


Love  to  Christ  desired. 
i  Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 
Whom  I  unseen  adore  ! 
Unvail  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines  ; — 

But  in  thy  sacred  word, 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

And  sin  and  sorrow  rise, 
Thy  love,  with  cheering  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting  heart,  supplies. 

4  But  ah  !  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 

Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain: 
My  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light ! 

Oh,  come  with  blissful  ray  ; 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  : 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Are  only  known  above. 


385  Unfruitfulness  lamented. 

i  Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  ! 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 

Ami  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain  ! 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  ! 

1  low  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  nope  oi  joys  above! 
How  lew  affections  theie  ! 


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THE  SCRIPTURES. 


87 


4  Great  God  !  thy  sovereign  power  impart. 

To  give  thy  word  success  : 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

5  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  : 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

386  A  blessed  Gospel.— Ps.  8g  CM. 
1  Blest  are  the  souls  thai  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyous  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

3  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel !  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

387  The  Bible  suited  to  oicr  Wants.     CM. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast  ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  clear  delight  ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

5  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord  ! 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


388  The  Word  Decisive. 

»  Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears 
But  in  thy  written  word. 
2  This  is  the  held  where  hidden  lies, 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 


C.  M. 


3  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail  ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God  ! 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road, 
That  leads  to  ihy  right  hand. 

389  Psalm  119.  C  M 

1  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page. 

Majestic,  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; — 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand,  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

390  Thanks  for  the  Bible.  7,  6,  D. 

1  O  word  of  God  incarnate, 

O  Wisdom  from  on  high, 
O  Truth  unchanged,  unchanging, 

O  Light  of  our  dark  sky  ! 
We  praise  thee  for  the  radiance 

That  from  the  hallowed  page, 
A  lantern  to  our  footsteps. 

Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  Church  from  her  dear  Master 

Received  the  gift  divine, 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored  ; 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  Christ  the  living  Word. 

3  Oh,  make  thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 

Thy  true  light  as  of  old  ; 
Oh,  teach  thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace, 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 

They  see  thee  face  to  face. 


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391  pscllm  i9.  7.  6,  D. 
i  The  heavens  declare  his  glory, 

Their  Maker's  skill  the  skies: 
Each  day  repeats  the  story, 

And  night  to  night  replies. 
Their  silent  proclamation 

Throughout  the  earth  is  heard  ; 
The  record  of  creation, 

The  page  of  nature's  word, 
a  So  pure,  so  soul-restoring, 

Is  truth's  diviner  ray  ; 
A  brighter  radiance  pouring 

Than  all  the  pomp  of  day: 
The  wanderer  surely  guiding, 

It  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 
And,  evermore  abiding, 

Unfailing  joy  supplies. 
3  Thv  word  is  richer  treasure 

Than  lurks  within  the  mine  ; 
And  daintiest  fare  less  pleasure 

Yields  than  this  food  divine. 
How  wise  each  kind  monition  ! 

Led  by  thy  counsels,  Lord, 
How  safe  the  saints'  condition, 

How  great  is  their  reward  ! 

392  God  Everlasting— Ps.  90.         7,  6.  D. 

1  O  God,  the  Rock  of  Ages, 

Who  evermore  hast  been, 
What  time  the  tempest  rages, 

Our  dwelling-place  serene : 
Before  thy  first  creations, 

O  Lord,  the  same  as  now, 
To  endless  generations 

The  Everlasting  thou  ! 

2  Our  years  are  like  the  shadows 

On  sunny  hills  that  lie, 
Or  grasses  in  the  meadows 

That  blossom  but  to  die  : 
A  sleep,  a  dream,  a  story, 

By  strangers  quickly  told, 
An  unremaining  glory 

Of  things  that  soon  are  old. 

3  O  thou  who  canst  not  slumber, 

Whose  light  grows  never  pale, 
Teach  us  aright  to  number 

Our  years  before  they  fail. 
On  us  thy  mercy  lighten, 

On  us  thy  goodness  rest, 
And  let  thy  Spirit  brighten 

The  hearts  thyself  hast  blessed  ! 

393  Omnipresent.  7,  6.  D. 
1   (>•    mountains  and  in  valleys, 

Where'er  we  go  is  God  ; 
The  cottage  and  the  palace, 
Alike  are  his  abode. 


With  watchful  eye  abiding 

Upon  us  with  delight  ; 
Our  souls,  in  him  confiding, 

He  keeps  both  day  and  night. 

2  Above  me  and  beside  me, 

My  God  is  ever  near, 
To  watch,  protect,  and  guide  me. 

Whatever  ills  appear. 
Though  other  friends  may  fail  me, 

In  sorrow's  dark  abode, 
Though  death  itself  assail  me, 

I'm  ever  safe  with  God. 

o94  Sovereign  Love.  "],  O.  Jj 

1  'Tis  not  that  I  did  choose  thee, 

For,  Lord  !  that  could  not  be  ; 
This  heart  would  still  refuse  thee  ; 

But  thou  hast  chosen  me  ; — 
Hast,  from  the  sin  that  stained  me, 

Washed  me  and  set  me  free, 
And  to  this  end  ordained  me, 

That  I  should  live  to  thee. 

2  'Twas  sovereign  mercy  called  me. 

And  taught  my  opening  mind  ; 
The  world  had  else  enthralled  me, 

To  heavenly  glories  blind. 
My  heart  owns  none  above  thee  ; 

For  thy  rich  grace  I  thirst ; 
This  knowing, — if  I  love  thee, 

Thou  must  have  loved  me  first. 

395  The  Trinity.  L.   M. 

1  Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 

To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Son — incarnate  Word — 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord  1 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Spirit !  by  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, — 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  : 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extena. 

4  Jehovah  ! — Father,  Spirit,  Son  ! 
Mysterious  Godhead  ! — Three  in  One  ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life  to  us  extend. 


396 


Unscarchableness. — Job  11  : 
With  deepest  reverence  at  thy  throne, 
Jehovah,  peerless  and  unknown  ! 
Our  feeble  spirits  strive,  in  vain, 
A  glimpse  ol  thee,  great  God  !  to  gain. 


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THE  ALMIGHTY  FATHER. 


89 


2  Who,  by  the  closest  search,  can  find 
The  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 

Nor  men.  nor  angels  can  explore 

Thy  heights  of  love,  thy  depths  of  power. 

3  That  power  we  trace  on  every  side  ; 
Oh,  may  thy  wisdom  be  our  guide  ! 
And  while  we  live,  and  when  we  die, 
May  thine  almighty  love  be  nigh. 

397  Long-Suffer i ?ig. — Luke  13:  6.       L.  M. 

1  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  belong 
The  grateful  heart,  the  joyful  song  ; 
Touched  by  thy  love,  each  tuneful  chord 
Resounds  the  goodness  of  the  Lord. 

2  Yet  why,  dear  Lord,  this  tender  care  ? 
Why  do'th  thy  hand  so  kindly  rear 

A  useless  cumberer  of  the  ground, 
On  which  so  little  fruit  is  found  ? 

3  Still  let  the  barren  fig-tree  stand 
Upheld  and  fostered  by  thy  hand  ; 
And  let  its  fruit  and  verdure  be 

A  grateful  tribute,  Lord,  to  thee. 

398  Mystery.— A.  46:  10.  L.  M. 

1  Wait,  O  my  soul !  thy  Maker's  will  ; 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells. 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals  ; 
But.  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul !  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  'mid  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

399  Omnipresence.  L.   M. 
1  Lord  of  all  being  ;  throned  afar. 

Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star  ; 
Centre  and  soul  of  every  sphere. 
Vet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near  ! 

a  Sun  of  our  life,  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  01  day  ; 
Star  of  our  hope,  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

I  Our  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn  ; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn  ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy'-  - 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  arc 


4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above. 

Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is  love, 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  lustre  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free. 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy'light,  one  heavenly  flame  ! 

400  Mysteries  of  Providence.  L.  M. 

1  Lord,  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways  ! 
How  blind  are  we.  how  mean  our  praise ! 
Thy  steps  no  mortal  eves  explore  ; 

'Tis  ours  to  wonder  and  adore. 

2  Great  God  !  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
What  in  futurity  shall  be  ; 

Let  light  and  bliss  attend  my  days. 
And  then  my  future  hours  be  praise. 

3  Are  darkness  and  distress  my  share  ? 
Give  me  to  trust  thy  guardian  care  ; 
Enough  for  me.  if  love  divine 

At  length  through  every  cioud  shall  shine. 

4  Yet  this  my  soul  desires  to  know, 
Be  this  my  only  wish  below  ; 

That  Christ  is  mine  ! — this  great  request, 
Grant,  bounteous  God,  and  I  am  blest. 

401  Sovereignty.  L.   M. 

1  Lord,  my  weak  thought  in  vain  would  climb 

To  search  the  starry  vault  profound  ; 
In  vain  would  wing  her  flight  sublime, 
To  find  creation's  outmost  bound. 

2  But  weaker  yet  that  thought  must  prove 

To  search  thy  great  eternal  plan.— 
Thy  sovereign  counsels,  born  of  love 
Long  ages  ere  the  world  began. 

3  When  my  dim  reason  would  demand 

Why  that,  or  this,  thou  dost  ordain. 
By  some  vast  deep  I  seem  to  stand. 
Whose  secrets  I  must  ask  in  vain. 

4  When  doubts  disturb  my  troubled  breast. 

And  all  is  dark  as  night  to  me, 
Here,  as  on  solid  rock,  I  rest  ; 
That  so  it  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

5  Be  this  my  joy,  that  evermore 

Thou  nil  est  all  things  at  thy  will  ■ 
Thy  sovereign  wisdom  I  adore. 
And  calmly,  sweetly,  trust  thee  still. 

402  Sovereignty. — Rom.  9  :  20.  L.   M 
1  May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 

Dispense  his  favors  as  he  will, 

•  some  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  iust  and  gracious  stiil  ? 


go 


GOD. 


t  What  if  he  means  to  show  his  grace, 
And  his  electing  love  employs 
To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 
And  form  them  tit  for  heavenly  joys? 

3  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 

And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust, 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust. 

4  But.  O  my  soul  !  if  truth  so  bright 

Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight, 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

403  Unsearchableness.  L.  M. 
i  What  finite  power,  with  ceaseless  toil, 

Can  fathom  the  eternal  Mind  ? 
Or  who  the  almighty  Three  in  One 
By  searching,  to  perfection  find  ? 

2  Angels  and  men  in  vain  may  raise, 

Harmonious,  their  adoring  songs  ; 
The  laboring  thought  sinks  down,  opprest, 
And  praises  die  upon  their  tongues. 

3  Yet  would  I  lift  my  trembling  voice 

A  portion  of  his  ways  to  sing  ; 
And  mingling  with  his  meanest  works, 
My  humble,  grateful  tribute  bring. 

404  Goodness.— Ps.  34:  S.  L.  M. 
i  Triumphant  Lord,  thy  goodness  reigns 

Through  all  the  wide  celestial  plains  ; 
And  its  full  streams  unceasing  flow 
Down  to  the  abodes  of  men  below. 

2  Through  nature's  work  its  glories  shine  ; 
The  cares  of  providence  are  thine  ; 
And  grace  erects  our  ruined  frame 

A  fairer  temple  to  thy  name. 

3  Oh,  give  to  every  human  heart 

To  taste,  and  feel  how  good  thou  art  ; 
With  grateful  love  and  reverent  fear, 
To  know  how  blest  thy  children  are. 

405  Faithfulness.  L.  M. 
i  Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 

To  him  that  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Piaise  to  the  God  whose  strong  decrees, 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

s  Pniise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word  ; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  Oh,  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith 

■  dit  what  the  Almighty  saith  ! 
To  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son  ! 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own  ! 


4  Then,  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake. 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 
Our  steady  souls  should  fear  no  more 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 

406  In  Nature.— Ps.  19.         L.  M.  D. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 

Their  great  Original  proclaim  : 

The  unwearied  sun,  trom  day  to  day. 

Does  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 

And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand, 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale  , 
And  nighty,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball, — 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found, — 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, — 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

407  In  the  Seasons.  L.   M 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy, 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lip's  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
To  hail  thee,  Sovereign  of  the  year  ! 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole, 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  vail  the  skies. 

3  The  flowerv  spring  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  adorns  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  to  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts,  redundant  stores: 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons  and  months,  and  weeks  and  days. 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
Till  to  those   ofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


THE  ALMIGHTY  FATHER. 


9* 


408 


C.  M.  D. 


Providence* 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  rilled  ! 
Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  ; 

That  mercy  I  adore, 
a  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each' blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 

Because  conferred  by  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
3  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill  ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 

That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

409  Psalm  107.  C.  M. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord  ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 

Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

3  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  : 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

4  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

410  Continued  help.  C.  M. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God  ! 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts,  to  my  souL, 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  tlowed. 

3  When,  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps,  1  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 


C.  M 


4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise  : 

For,  oh,  eternity's  too  short 

To  utter  all  thy  praise  ! 

411  In  the  Winds. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame  ! 

We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will  ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face, 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 
And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  lull 
My  weary  soul  to  peace. 

412  Lord  0/  All.  C.  M. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all ; 

His  station  who  can  find  ? 
I  hear  him  in  the  waterfall ; 
I  hear  him  in  the  wind. 

2  If  in  the  gloom  of  night  I  shroud, 

His  face  I  cannot  liv  ; 
I  see  him  in  the  evening  cloud, 
And  in  the  morning  sky. 

3  He  smiles,  we  live  !  he  frowns,  we  die  ! 

We  hang  upon  his  word  ; 
He  rears  his  mighty  arm  on  high, 
We  fall  before  his  sword. 

4  He  bids  his  gales  the  fields  deform  ; 

Then,  when  his  thunders  cease, 
He  paints  his  rainbow  on  the  storm, 
And  lulls  the  winds  to  peace. 

413  Almighty  Power .  C.   M. 
1  The  Lord,  our  God,  is  lull  of  might, 

The  winds  obey  ins  will  ; 
He  speaks,— and,' in  his  heavenly  height. 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 


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GOD. 


2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ; 

The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 

And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ; 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend — in  reverence  bend  ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  your  God. 

414  Omnipotence. — Isa.  12:  4.         C.   M. 

1  The  Lord,  how  fearful  is  his  name  ! 

How  wide  is  his  command  ! 
Nature,  with  all  her  moving  frame, 

Rests  on  his  mighty  hand. 

9  Immortal  glory  forms  his  throne, 
And  light  his  awful  robe  ; 
While  with  a  smile,  or  with  a  frown, 
He  manages  the  globe. 

3  A  word  of  his  almighty  breath 

Can  swell  or  sink  the  seas  ; 
Build  the  vast  empires  of  the  earth, 
Or  break  them  as  he  please. 

4  On  angels,  with  unvailed  face 

His  glory  beams  above  ; 
On  men,  he  looks  with  softest  grace, 
And  takes  his  title,  Love. 


415 


Providenee. 


C.  M. 


1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things  ! 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ■ 
My  soul  stands  trembling,  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke, 
Fulfills  some  deep  design. 

4  My  God  !  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  wkb  curious  eyes — 
What  gloomy  lines  aro  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 


5  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
Oh,  may  I  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

416  Nature  and  Grace.  C.  M 

1  Father  !  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  bv  thousand  signs, 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power, 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour, 
WTe  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  But,  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms, — 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ; 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess, 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name. 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

6  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song  ; 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 


417 


C.  M. 


In  Nature. 

1  Lord,  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys 

Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  my  soul  adore. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  On  me  thy  providence  has  shone 

With  gentle  smiling  rays  ; 
Oh,  let  my  lips  and  life  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

4  All-bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  impart ! 

Oh,  teach  me  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  humble,  grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 


418  Goodness. — Ps.  145. 

1  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 

Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 

In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 


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THE  ALMIGHTY   FATHER. 


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a  God  reigns  on  high  ;  but  ne'er  confines 
His  goodness  to  the  skies  : 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

419  Eternity.— Ps.  90:  1.  CM. 

x  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 

And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

a  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  : 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears — 
Great  God  !  there's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares  ; 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


420  "TeDeumr 

1  O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 

By  all  the  earth  adored. 

a  To  thee,  all  angels  cry  aloud  ; 
To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry  :— 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway  ! 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company. 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 


C.  M. 


5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

0  Lord,  confesses  thee, 

That  thou  the  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

421  Omniscience. — Ps.  139.  CM. 

1  Lord  !  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire — 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  If,  winged  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

1  fly  beyond  the  west, 

Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

3  If,  o'er  my  sins,  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes,  that  guard  thy  law, 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

4  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Oh,  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power, 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

422  Majesty.— Psalm  18.  C.    M 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high  ; 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim, 

Full  royally  he  rode  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

4  The  Lord  will  give  his  people  strength, 

Whereby  they  shall  increase  ; 
And  he  will  bless  his  chosen  flock 
With  everlasting  peace. 

423  In  the  Seasons— Psalm  147.      C  M.  D. 
1  With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 

And  waters  vail  the  sky. 
He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 

And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

a  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 


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His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the' ground  ; 

The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

3  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 

And  bids  the  spring  return. 
The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

424  Incarnation.  C.  M. 

1  Awake,  awake  the  sacred  song 

To  our  incarnate  Lord  ! 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  the  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made — 
Oh,  happy  morn  !  illustrious  hour  ! — 
Was  once  in  flesh  arrayed  ! 

3  Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love, 

In  all  their  glorious  forms, 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  Adoring  angels  tuned  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

425  Love.— i  John  *,:  8.  CM. 
x  Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

And  raise  your  thoughts  above  : 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing  that  "  God  is  love." 

a  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 
And  all  his  mercies  prove  ; 
Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts,  appears, 
To  show  that  "  God  is  love." 

3  Behold  his  patience,  bearing  long 

With  those  who  from  him  rove  ; 
Till  mighty  grace  their  hearts  subdues, 
To  teach  them—'4  God  is  love." 

4  Oh,  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 

This  best  of  blessings  prove  ; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Proclaim  that  ki  God  is  love." 


426  In  Nature. 

x  There  is  a  book  that  all  may  read, 

Which  heavenly  truth  imparts, 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 

Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 


C.  M. 


2  The  works  of  God  above,  below, 

Within  us  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love, 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small. 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  The  dew  of  heaven  is  like  thy  grace, 

It  steals  in  silence  down  ; 
But  where  it  lights  the  favored  place 
By  richest  fruits  is  known. 

5  Thou,  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see, 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 
And  read  thee  everywhere. 

427  Omnipresence. — Ps.  139.  C.   M. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try, 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord  !  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  formed  within  ; 
And,  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high, 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Enclosed  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 


428  Omniscience. — Ps.  139. 

1  Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  power 

On  every  hand  we  see  ; 
Oh,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

3  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  ( rod  we  see  ; 

And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 
Ceaseless  proceed  from  thee. 


C  M 


THE  ALMIGHTY  FATHER. 


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4  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 
On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 
In  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

429  Perfections.— Ps.  77  :  11-14.  C.  M. 
1  I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

*  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 
The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord  !  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed 

Where'er  1  turn  mine  eye  ! 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow, 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6  Creatures  that  borrow  life  from  thee 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
There's  not  a  place'  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 

430  Mystery.— x  Cor.  13  :  12.  C.   M. 

1  Thy  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  the  sea  ; 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 

Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 

Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  As,  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  ; 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

3  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will  ; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight : 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

4  With  rapture  shall  I  then  surve> 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

431  Faithfulness .—Psalm  36:  5.        CM. 
t  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  boundless  thing  ; 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 


2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad  ; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies  ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

4  Oh,  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  k,Thou  art  mine  !  " 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 


432 


Providence. 


C  M. 


1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perforin  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Ot  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ! 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

433  Holiness.— Psalm  in:  9.  CM. 

i  Holy  and  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King, 
Thrice  holy  Lord  !  the  angels  cry  ; 
Thrice  holy  !  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  O  my  soul !  to  God  ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach  ; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Thau  the  best  tonus  of  speech. 


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4  Thou  noly  God  !  preserve  our  souls 
From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

434  Our  Father.— Psalm  31.  CM, 

1  .My  God,  my  Father  .'—blissful  name  ! 

Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 
May  I,  with  sweet  assurance,  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  : 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise  ; 
Oh,  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh,  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

5  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart, 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart? 

6  My  God,  my  Father  !  be  thy  name 

My  solace  and  my  stay  ; 
Oh,  wilt  thou  seal  my  humble  claim, 
And  drive  my  fears  away  ? 

435  The  Trinity.  C  M. 

1  Father  of  glory  !  to  thy  name 

Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  he  ransomed  with  his  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thine  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men  with  their  united  voice 

Adore  the  eternal  God  ; 
And  spread  his  honors  and  their  joys 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 


436 


In  the  Universe. 


C.  M. 


HAL  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise, 
Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  tings. 


2  How  wide  thy  hand  hath  spread  the  slcy ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

4  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

437  Holiness.— Rev.  4:8.  8,  7.  D 

1  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven  ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored  ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Heaven  is  still  with  anthems  ringing  j 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  singing, 

Lord  of  hosts,  thou  Lord  most  high. 

2  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
While  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises. 

And  our  love  his  gifts  excite  : 
With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

With  his  holy  church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow. 

3  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven  , 

Earth  Is  with  its  fullness  stored  ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Thus  thy  glorious'  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  the  angels'  cry, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  our  God  most  high ! 

438  Grace.  S,  7.  D 

1  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 

For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows  ; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows  : 
Help.,  O  God,  my  weak  endeavor  ; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise  ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 

Can  my  love  be  warmod  to  praise. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 
From  the  paths  of  death  away  : 

Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  tear, 
And,  the  light  Of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 


THE  ALMIGHTY  FATHER. 


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3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express: 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless  ; 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise  ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 

Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

4o9  Wisdom  and  Love.  S,  "J. 

i  God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens  ; 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  Ev'n  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth, 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth, 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  j 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

440  Divine  Love.  8,  J.  D. 
i  See,  oh,  see  what  love  the  Father 

Hath  bestowed  upon  our  race  ! 
How  he  bends,  with  sweet  compassion, 

Over  us  his  beaming  face  ! 
See  how  he  his  best  and  dearest, 

For  the  very  worst,  hath  given, — 
His  own  Son  for  us  poor  sinners  ; 

See,  oh,  see  the  love  of  heaven  ! 
2  See,  oh,  see,  what  love  the  Saviour, 

Also,  hath  on  us  bestowed  ! 
How  he  bled  for  us  and  suffered, 

How  he  bore  the  heavy  load  ! 
On  the  cross  and  in  the  garden, 

Oh,  how  sore  was  his  distress  I 
Is  not  this  a  love,  that  passeth 

Aught  that  tongue  can  e'er  express  ? 
^  See,  oh,  see,  what  love  is  shown  us. 

Also,  by  the  Holy  Ghost ! 
How  he  strives  with  us,  poor  sinners. 

Even  when  we  sin  the  most. 
Teaching   comforting,  correcting, 

Where  he  sees  it  needful  is  ! 
Oh,  what  heart  would  not  be  thankful 

For  a  threefold  love  like  this  ? 

441  Perfections.— Ps.  i45.  S,  7. 
1  God,  my  King,  thy  might  confessing, 

Ever  will  1  bless'  thy  name  ; 
Day  by  day  thy  throne  addressing, 
Still  will  I  thy  praise  proclaim. 


2  Nor  shall  fail  from  memory's  treasure, 

Works  by  love  and  mercy  wrought — 
Works  of  love  surpassing  measure, 
Works  of  mercy  passing  thought. 

3  Full  of  kindness  and  compassion, 

Slow  of  anger,  vast  in  love, 
God  is  good  to  all  creation  ; 
All  his  works  his  goodness  prove. 

4  All  thy  works,  O  Lord,  shall  bless  thee, 

Thee  shall  all  thy  saints  adore  ; 
King  supreme  shall  they  confess  thee, 
And  proclaim  thy  sovereign  power. 

442  "  One  in  Tliree."  6,  4 

1  Come,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father  !  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  Days  ! 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword  ; 

Our  prayer  attend  ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success: 
Spirit  of  holiness  ! 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter  ! 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power  ! 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore  ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

443  Psalm  150.  6,  4. 

1  Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim  ; 

Rise  and  adore  ; 
High  o'er  the  heavens  above, 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love. 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 

Vast  as  his  power. 

2  Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Sounds  of  triumphant  praise. 

Wide  as  his  tame. 


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There  let  the  harp  be  found  ; 
Organs  of  solemn  sound, 
Roll  your  deep  notes  around, 
Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  you  sing, 
Shake  every  sounding  string  j 

Sweet  the  accord  ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows  ; 
Let  every  breath  that  flows, 
His  noble  fame  disclose  ; 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

4  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

All  praise  be  given  ! 
Crown  him  in  every  song  ; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong 

On  earth,  in  heaven  ! 

444  "A  Mighty  Fortress."  P.M. 

i  A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God, 

A  bulwark  never  failing  : 
Our  Helper  he,  amid  the  flood 

Of  mortal  ills  prevailing. 
For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  seek  to  work  his  woe  ; 
His  craft  and  power  are  great, 
And  armed  with  cruel  hate, 

On  earth  is  not  his  equal. 

2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 

Our  striving  would  be  losing  ; 
Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 

The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 
Dost  ask  who  that  may  be  ? 
Christ  Jesus,  it  is  he  ; 
Lord  Sabaoth  is  his  name, 
From  age  to  age  the  same, 

And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled, 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us  • 
We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 

His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 
The  Prince  of  darkness  grim, — 
We  tremble  not  for  him  ; 
His  rage  we  can  endure, 
For  lo  !  his  doom  is  sure, — 

One  little  word  shall  fell  him  ! 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers- 

No  thanks  to  them — abidetn  ; 

The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 
Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 

Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 

This  mortal  life  also  \ 

The  body  they  may  kill : 
•ruth  abidetn  still, 
His  kingdom  is  fur  ever. 


445  The  Only  True  God.  P.  M 

i  Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord, 
Sing  out  with  exultation  ; 
Rejoice  and  praise  our  mighty  Lord, 

Whose  arm  hath  brought  salvation  ; 
His  works  of  love  proclaim 
The  greatness  of  his  name  ; 
For  he  is  God  alone, 
Who  hath  his  mercy  shown  ; 
Let  all  his  saints  adore  him. 

2  When  in  distress  to  him  we  cried, 
He  heard  our  sad  complaining  ; 

Oh,  trust  in  him,  whate'er  betide, 
His  love  is  all  sustaining  ; 

Triumphant  songs  of  praise 

To  him  our  hearts  shall  raise  ; 

Now  every  voice  shall  say, 

14  Oh,  praise  our  God  alway  ;  " 
Let  all  his  saints  adore  him. 

445  Bounteous  Care.  P.  M. 

i  Now  thank  we  all  our  God, 

With  heart,  and  hands,  and  voices. 
Who  wondrous  things  hath  done, 

In  whom  his  world  rejoices  ; 
Who  from  our  mother's  arms 

Hath  blessed  us  on  our  way 
With  countless  gifts  of  love, 
And  still  is  ours  to-day. 

2  Oh,  may  this  bounteous  God 

Through  all  our  life  be  near  us, 
With  ever  joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us  ; 
And  keep  us  in  his  grace, 

And  guide  us  when  perplexed 
And  free  us  from  all  ills 

In  this  world  and  the  next. 

447  Eternity.  P.  M. 

i  O  thou  essential  Word, 

Who  wast  from  everlasting 
With  God,  for  thou  wast  God  ; 
On  thee  our  burden  casting, 
O  Saviour  of  our  race, 

Welcome  indeed  thou  art, 

Redeemer,  Fount  of  Grace, 

To  this  my  longing  heart. 

2  Come,  self-existent  Word, 

And  speak  thou  in  my  spirit  ; 
The  soul  where  thou  art  heard, 

Doth  endless  peace  inherit. 
Thou  Light  that  lightenest  all. 

Abide  through  faith  in  me, 
Nor  let  me  from  thee  fall, 

Nor  seek  a  guide  but  thee. 


THE  ALMIGHTY  FATHER. 


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448  Beneficence.  P    M. 

i  To  thee,  O  God,  we  raise 

Our  voice  in  choral  singing  ; 
We  come  with  prayer  and  praise, 
Our  hearts'  oblations  bringing  ; 
Thou  art  our  fathers'  God, 
And  ever  shalt  be  ours  ; 
Our  lips  and  lives  shall  laud 
Thy  name,  with  all  our  powers. 

i  Thy  goodness,  like  the  dew 

On  Hermon's  hill  descending, 
Is  every  morning  new, 

Aid  tells  oflove  unending. 
W't  bless  thy  tender  care 

That  led  our  wayward  feet, 
Past  every  fatal  snare, 

To  streams  and  pastures  sweet. 

3  We  bless  thy  Son,  who  bore 

The  cross,  for  sinners  dying  ; 
Tny  Spirit  we  adore, 

The  precious  blood  applying. 
Let  work  and  worship  send 

Their  incense  unto  thee  ; 
Till  song  and  service  blend, 

Beside  the  crystal  sea. 

449  The  Trinity.  7- 
i  Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry  ; 

Holy  Saviour,  bend  thine  ear  ; 
Holy  Spirit,  come  thou  nigh  ; 
Father,  Saviour,  Spirit,  hear  ! 

a  Father,  save  me  from  my  sin  ; 
Saviour,  I  thy  mercy  crave  ; 
Gracious  Spirit,  make  me  clean  : 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  save  ! 

3  Father,  let  me  taste  thy  love  ; 

Saviour,  fill  my  soul  with  peace  ; 
Spirit,  come  my  heart  to  move  : 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  bless  ! 

4  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit— thou 

One  Jehovah,  shed  abroad 
All  thy  grace  within  me  now  • 
Be  my  Father  and  my  God  ! 

450  "  Holy,  holy,  holy."  1,  D. 
i  Holy,  holy,  holv  Lord 

God  of  Hosts  !  wheo  heaven  and  earth, 
Out  of  darkness,  at  thy  word 

Issued  into  glorious  birth, 
All  thy  works  before  thee  stood, 
And  thine  eye  beheld  them  good, 
While  they  sung  with  sweet  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 


2  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  thee, 

One  Jehovah  evermore, 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  !  we, 

Dust  and  ashes  would  adore  : 
Lightly  by  the  world  esteemed, 
From  that  world  by  thee  redeemed, 
Sing  we  here  with  glad  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  all 

Heaven's  triumphant  choir  shall  sing 
While  the  ransomed  nations  fall 

At  the  footstool  of  their  King  : 
Then  shall  saints  and  seraphim, 
Harps  and  voices  swell  one  hymn. 
Blending  in  sublime  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

451 


7,  D. 


The  Divine  Presence. 
i  Lord  of  earth  !  thy  forming  hand 
Well  this  beauteous  frame  hath  planned  ; 
Woods  that  wave,  and  hills  that  tower, 
Ocean  rolling  in  his  power  : 
Yet,  amid  this  scene  so  fair, 
Should  I  cease  thy  smile  to  share, 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  me  ? 
Whom  have  I  on  earth  but  thee  ? 

2  Lord  of  heaven  !  beyond  our  sight 
Shines  a  world  of  purer  light  ; 
There  in  love's  unclouded  reign 
Parted  hands  shall  meet  again  : 
Oh,  that  world  is  passing  fair  ! 
Yet,  if  thou  wert  absent  there, 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  me  ? 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 

452  The  Trinity.  H.  M. 

i  We  give  immortal  praise 
For  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  comforts  here, 

And  better  hopes  above  : 
He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too. 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 
From  everlasting  woe : 

And  now  he  lives  and  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live: 
His  work  completes  the  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 


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GOD. 


4  Almighty  God  !  to  thee 
Be  endless  honor  done, 
The  undivided  Three, 

The  great  and  glorious  One  : 
Where  reason  fails,  with  all  her  powers, 
There  faith  prevails  and  love  adores. 

453  Psalm  i4«.  H.  M. 
i  Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 

To  your  Creator's  praise  : 
Ye  holy  throng  I    In  worlds  of  light, 

Of  angels  bright,  |    Begin  the  song. 

2  The  shining  worlds  above 

In  glorious  order  stand  ; 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command  : 
He  spake  the  word,      I    From  nothing  came, 
And  all  their  frame      |    To  praise  the  Lord  ! 

3  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love  : 
While  earth  and  sky     I    His  saints  shall  raise 
Attempt  his  praise,       |    His  honors  high. 

454  Our  Friend— Ps.gj.  II.  M. 
i  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 

Are  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

a  Through  all  his  ancient  works, 

Surprising  wisdom  shines  : 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 

And  breaks  their  cursed  designs: 
Strong  is  his  arm — and  shall  fulfill 
His  great  decrees — his  sovereign  will. 

3  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend, — 
And  will  he  write  his  name, — 

uMy  Father  and  my  Friend  ?  " 
I  love  his  name, — I  love  his  word  • 
Join,  all  my  powers  !  and  praise  the  Lord. 

455  TheTrinity.  H.  M. 
i  To  him  that  chose  us  first, 

Before  the  world  began  ; 
To  him  that  bore  the  curse 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
To  him  that  formed  I  Is  endless  praise 

Our  hearts  anew,  |      And  glory  due. 

j  The  Father's  love  shall  run 

Through  our  immortal  songs: 


We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hosannas  on  our  tongues  ; 
Our  lips  address  I  With  equal  praise 

The  Spirit's  name  |      And  zeal  the  same. 

3  Let  every  saint  above, 

And  angel  round  the  throne, 
For  ever  bless  and  love 
The  sacred  Three  in  One  ; 
Thus  heaven  shall  raise  I  When  earth  and  time 
His  honors  high,  |      Grow  old  and  die. 

456  Love.— E//i.  2:  17.  H.  M. 

1  Oh,  for  a  shout  of  joy  ; 

Worthy  the  theme  we  sing  ; 
To  this  divine  employ 

Our  hearts  and  voices  bring  ; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  the  eternal  love  of  God. 

2  Unnumbered  myriads  stand, 

Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  thy  right  hand, 

And  pay  their  homage  there  ; 
But  strive  in  vain  with  loudest  chord 
To  sound  thy  wondrous  love,  O  Lord. 

3  Yet  sinners  saved  by  grace, 

In  songs  of  lower  key, 
In  every  age  and  place, 

Have  sung  thy  mystery, — 
Have  told  in  strains  of  sweet  accord, 
Thy  love,  thy  sovereign  love,  O  Lord. 

457 


II.  M. 


Protection. — Ps.  121. 

1  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

From  God  is  all  mv  aid  j 

The  God  who  built  the  skies, 

And  earth  and  nature  made  : 

God  is  the  tower  j  His  grace  is  nigh 

To  which  I  fly  ;  |  In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears  : 
Those  wakeful  eyes         I  Shall  Israel  keep 
That  never  sleep,  |  When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day. 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 
Thou  art  my  sun,  I  To  guard  my  head 

And  thou  my  shade,        |  By  night  or  noon. 

458  "Jehovah  alone.'1'1 — Ps.  100.         II,  £ 

1    Bb  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  enrth  ; 
Oh,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear  ; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth  j 
With  love  and  devotion  di  aw  near. 


THE  ALMIGIITV  FATHER. 


101 


j  For  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 

Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all  ; 
A  nd  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own  ; 

His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

3  Oh, enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song; 
Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 

His  praise  with  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 
And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand  ; 

His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 


459 


P.  M. 


77/ e  Trinity. 
i  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 

Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to 
thee  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  all  the  saints  adorp  thee, 

Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around 
the  glassy  sea  ; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  before 
thee, 
Which  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  though  the  darkness  hide 

thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  glory 
may  not  see  ; 
Only  thou  art  holy  ;  there  is  none  beside  thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 

4  Holv,  holy,  holy  !  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 

All   thy  works  shall   praise   thy  name,  in 
earth  and  sky  and  sea  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy  !  merciful  and  mighty  ; 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

460  The  Great  Jehovah.— Ps.  48.        11,8. 

1  Oh,  great  is  Jehovah,  and  great  be  his  praise, 

In  the  city  of  God  he  is  Kins  ; 
Proclaim  ye  his  triumphs  in  jubilant  lays  ; 
On  the  mount  of  his  holiness  sing. 

2  The  joy  of  the  earth,  from  her  beautiful  height, 

Is  Zion's  impregnable  hill ; 
The  Lord  in  her  temple  still  taketh  delight, 
God  reigns  in  her  palaces  still. 

3  Go,  walk  about  Zion,  and  measure  the  length, 

Her  walks  and  her  bulwarks,  mark  well  ; 
Contemplate  her  palaces,  glorious  in  strength, 
Her  towers  and  her  pinnacles  tell. 

4  Then  say  to  your  children—1'  Our  refuge  is 

tried, 
This  God  is  our  God  to  the  end  ; 

7 


His  people  for  ever  his  counsels  shall  guide, 
His  arm  shall  for  ever  defend." 

461  The  Nativity.  7-  D- 

1  Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
k*  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled  ! '' 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ; 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored  ; 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord  ; 
Lace  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  the  Virgin's  womb  : 
Vailed  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see  ; 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity, 
Pleased  as  man  with  men  to  dwell  ; 
Jesus,  our  Immanuel ! 

3  Hail !  the  heaven-born  Prince  ot  peace! 
Hail !  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Horn  that  man  no  more  may  die  : 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

462  "  Songs  of  Praise."  7- 

1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn. 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  awav — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  aione  be  dumb. 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come? 
No  '  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice  ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  ot  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath 

oi  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  umd  denial  joy, 
Songs  °f  praise  their  powers  employ. 


102 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST. 


463  "The  Christ  of  God. ' ' 
i  He  has  come  !  the  Christ  of  God 

Left  for  us  his  glad  abode  ; 
Stooping  from  his  throne  of  bliss, 
To  this  darksome  wilderness. 

7  He  has  come  !  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Come  to  bid  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
Come  to  scatter  with  his  light 
All  the  shadows  of  our  night. 

3  He  the  mighty  King  has  come  ! 
Making  this  poor  earth  his  home  ; 
Come  to  bear  our  sin's  sad  load  ; 
Son  of  David,  Son  of  God. 

4  He  has  come,  whose  name  of  grace 
Speaks  deliverance  to  our  race  ; 
Left  for  us  his  glad  abode  ; 

Son  of  Mary,  son  of  God  ! 

5  Unto  us  a  child  is  born  ! 
Ne'er  has  earth  beheld  a  morn, 
Among  all  the  morns  of  time, 
Half  so  glorious  in  its  prime. 

6  Unto  us  a  Son  is  given  ! 

He  has  come  from  God's  own  heaven, 
Bringing  with  him  from  above 
Holy  peace  and  holy  love. 

464  I)>imanuel. 

i  God  with  us  !  oh,  glorious  name  ! 
Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame  ; 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite  ; 
Oh,  mysterious  depth  and  height ! 

2  God  with  us  !  the  eternal  Son 
Took  our  soul,  our  flesh,  and  bone  ; 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  with  us  !  but  tainted  not 
With  the  first  transgressor's  blot ; 
Yet  did  he  our  sins  sustain, 

Bear  the  guilt,  the  curse,  the  pain. 

4  God  with  us  !  oh,  wondrous  grace  ! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face  ; 

That  we  may  Immanuel  sing. 
As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King  ! 

465  A  dvent  Morn ing. 

i   Bright  and  joyful  is  the  morn  ; 
For  to  us  a  Child  is  born  ; 
From  the  highest  realms  of  heaven 
Unto  us  a  Son  is  given. 

On  his  shoulders  he  shall  bear 
Power  and  majesty — and  wear 
On  his  vesture,  and  his  thigh, 
Names  most  avviul,  names  most  high. 


7- 


3  Wonderful  in  counsel  he  ; 
The  incarnate  Deity, 

Sire  of  Ages  ne'er  to  cease  ; 

King  of  kings,  and  Prince  ol  Peace. 

4  Come  and  worship  at  his  feet, 
Yield  to  Christ  the  homage  meet ; 
From  his  manger  to  his  throne, 
Homage  due  to  God  alone. 

466  The  A  ngels*  Song. 

i  Hail  the  night,  all  hail  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ! 
When,  amid  the  wakeful  fold, 
Tidings  good  the  angels  told. 

2  Now  our  solemn  chant  we  raise 
Duly  to  the  Saviour's  praise  • 
Now  with  carol  hymns  we  bless 
Christ  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 

3  While  resounds  the  joyful  cry, 
>l  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men  ! n 
Gladly  we  respond,  l%  Amen  !  " 

4  Thus  we  greet  this  holy  day, 
Pouring  forth  our  festive  lay  ; 
Thus  we  tell,  witn  saintly  mirth, 
Of  Immanuel's  wondrous  birth. 


467 


L.  M.  D. 


4  The  Star  of  Bethlehem  " 
i  When,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  r^lain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 

The  wind'  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 
Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all  ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease, 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  evei  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star,  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 


ADVENT. 


IO3 


468  The  Angels' Song.  L.  M. 

1  When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 
And  silence  slept  on  Zion's  hill  ; 
When  Salem's  shepherds  thro'  the  night 
Watched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light  ; — 

2  Hark  !  from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice  of  more  than  mortal  sound 

In  distant  hallelujahs  stole, 

Wild  murmuring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 

3  On  wheels  of  light,  on  wings  of  flame, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  Zion  came  ; 

High  heaven  with  songs  of  triumph  rung, 
While  thus  they  struck  their  harps  and  sung  : 

4  "  O  Zion,  lift  thy  raptured  eye  ; 
The  long-expected  hour  is  nigh  ; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again, 

The  Wince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

5  "  He  comes  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart, 
Bids  Satan  and  his  host  depart ; 

Again  the  Daystar  gilds  the  gloom, 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom." 

6  O  Zion  !  lift  thy  raptured  eye  ; 
The  long-expected  hour  is  nigh  ; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again  : 

The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

469  Jesus'  Birth.  L.  M. 

1  Wake,  O  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn, 
For  unto  us  a  Saviour's  born  j 

See,  how  the  angels  wing  their  way, 
To  usher  in  the  glorious  day  ! 

2  Hark  !  what  sweet  music,  what  a  song, 
Sounds  from  the  bright,  celestial  throng  ! 
Sweet  song,  whose  melting  sounds  impart 
Joy  to  each  raptured,  listening  heart. 

3  Come,  join  the  angels  in  the  sky, 
Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  on  high  ; 
Let  peace  and  love  on  earth  abound, 
While  time  revolves  and  years  roll  round. 

470  "The  Word  was  God."  L.  M. 

1  Before  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad, 

From  everlasting  was  the  Word  : 
With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God  ! 
And  must  divinely  be  adored. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made  ; 

By  him  supported,  all  things  stand  ; 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 

And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 
Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 

lie  led  the  host  of  morning  stars  : 
His  generation  who  can  tell. 

Or  count  the  number  of  his  years? 


4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenlv  forms  : 

The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Dressed  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 

The  eternal  Father's  only  Son  : 
How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace, 
When  in  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone  ! 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 

To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

471  »  A  Little  Child."  L.  M. 

1  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord, 
Clothed  in  a  garb  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Choosing  a  manger  for  thy  throne, 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone ! 

2  Once  did  the  skies  before  thee  bow  ; 
A  virgin's  arms  contain  thee  now  ; 
Angels,  who  did  in  thee  rejoice, 
Now  listen  for  thine  infant  voice. 

3  A  little  child,  thou  art  our  guest, 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest ; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth, 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

4  Thou  comest  in  the  darksome  night 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light  ; 
To  make  us,  in  the  realms  divine, 

Like  thine  own  angels  round  thee  shine. 

5  All  this  for  us  thy  love  hath  done  ; 
By  this  to  thee  our  love  is  won  ; 
For  this  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays, 
And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  praise. 


472 


The  A  ngefs  Song. 


C.  M. 


1  Angels  rejoiced  and  sweetly  sung 

At  our  Redeemer's  birth  ; 
Mortals  !  awake  ;  let  every  tongue 
Proclaim  his  matchless  worth. 

2  Glory  to  God,  who  dwells  on  high, 

And  sent  his  only  Son 
To  take  a  servant's  form,  and  die, 
For  evils  we  had  done  ! 

3  Good-will  to  men  ;  ye  fallen  race  ! 

Arise,  and  shout  tor  joy  ; 
He  comes,  with  rich  abounding  grace, 
To  save,  and  not  destroy. 

4  Lord  !  send  the  gracious  tidings  forth, 

And  till  the  world  with  light. 
That  Jew  and  Gentile,  through  the  earth. 
May  know  thy  saving  might. 


104 


THE    LORD  JESUS  CHRIST. 


473  il  The  Saviour  Comes."  C.  M. 
x  Hakk,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promised  loner  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  Held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And,  on  the  eyes  long  closed  in  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

474  »  Glory  to  God."  CM. 
x  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night. 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains, 
a  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 
Shed  sacred  glories  there, 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 
^  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 
Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 
4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 
There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 
s  M  Glory  to  God  !  "  the  sounding  skies 
Loud  with  their  anthems  ring — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King  !  " 

47  5  Luke*.  CM. 

i  Wn;i. e    shepherds   watched    their    flocks  by 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground  ; 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down. 
And  glory  shone  around. 

t  M  Fear  not,"  said  he, — for  mighty  dread 
Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, — 
"  Giad  tidings  of  greal  joy  1  bring, 

To  you  and  all  mankind. 


3  tl  To  you  in  David's  town  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  j — 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph — and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song  : — 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
Begin,  and  never  cease  !  " 

476  Isaiah  q:  6.  C.  M. 

1  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born  ; 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  evermore  adored, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord  ! 

3  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread, 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know : 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

477  »  Star  of  the  East."  II,  id 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning  ! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shini.ig 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Sav  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion. 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine  ? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favors  secure  : 
Richer,  by  far.  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning  ! 

I  >aw  n  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thin 
St;u  <>i  the  Bast,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  burl. 


ADVENT. 


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478  "  Daughter  of  Zion"  II,  IO. 
[Sound  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark  sea, 
Jehovah  hath  triumphed,  his  people  are  free.] 

1  Daughter  of  Zion  !  awake  from  thy  sadness  : 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no 

more  ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills   dawns  the  day-star  of 

gladness  ; 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  sub- 

dued them, 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier 
far  • 
They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the   scourge 
that  pursued  them  ; 
For  vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots 
of  war  ! 

3  Daughter  of  Zion  '  the  Power  that  hath  saved 

thee, 
Extolled   with   the   harp  and    the    timbrel 

should  be  : 
Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved 

thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,   and  Zion  is 

free  ! 

479  "  Messiah  is  King."  1 1 ,  IO. 
Cho.—  Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 

Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

1  Zion,  the  marvelous  story,  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth; 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon 
earth. 
Cho. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

Cho.— Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh  ;  from  nation  to  nation. 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo 
round  ; 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation  ! 
How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting  are 
crowned  ! 
Cho. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

Cho. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise  ; 
Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing  ; 
One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and 
the  skie.->. 
Cnu.— Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 


480 


P.  M. 


li  The  Heavenly  Host? 
1  Hark  !    hark,   my   soul ;    angelic    songs    are 
swelling 
O'er  earth's  green  fields  and  ocean's  wave- 
beat  shore : 


How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains  are 
telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no  more. 
Cho. — Angels  of  Jesus,  Angels  of  light, 

Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the 
night. 

2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing, 

kk  Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you 

come  :  " 
And,   through  the  dark   its  echoes  sweetly 

ringing, 
The  music  of  the  gospel   leads  us  home. 

— Cho. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea, 
And  laden  souls  by  thousands  meekly  steal- 
ing, 
Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps  to 
thee. — Cho. 

4  Angels,  sing  on  !  your  faithful  watches  keep- 

ing ; 
Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above: 
Till   morning's    joy   shall  end    the  night  or 

weeping, 
And  life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloudless 

love. — Cho.  [Amen.] 

481  "  Those  Holy  Voices."  8,  7. 

1  Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  warbling  in  the  skies  ? 
Sure,  the  angelic  host  rejoices — 
Loudest  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  ; — 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  : 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  "Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven. 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  glory  sing  : 
Glad,  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  M  Hasten,  mortals  !  to  adore  him  ; 

Learn  his  name,  ami  taste  hi- 
Till  in  heaven  vou  sing  before  him, — 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  !  " 

6  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth, 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 


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THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST. 


482  The  Angels'  Song.  C.  M.  D. 

x  It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 
That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold  ; 
14  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  man, 

From  heaven's  all-gracious  King  :  " 
The  earth  in  solemn  stillness  lay- 
To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

a  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come, 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled  ; 
And  still  celestial  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world  ; 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  heavenly  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds, 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  O  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 
Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way, 

With  painful  steps  and  slow  ; — 
Look  up  !  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing  ; 
Oh,  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing  ! 

4  For  lo  !  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophet-bards  foretold, 
When  with  the  ever-circling  years 

Comes  round  the  age  of  gold  ! 
When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 

Its  linal  splendors  tling, 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  song 

WThich  now  the  angels  sing  ! 


483 


C.  M.  D. 


Jesus'  Words. 
x  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, — 
M  Come  unto  me  and  rest : 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast !  " 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad, 

I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  hath  made  me  glad. 

s  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say,— 

ki  Behold  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live  !  " 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  w:is  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say. — 
"  I  am  this  dark  world's  light ; 

Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 
And  all  thy  day  be  bright  !  " 


I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  mv  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that' light  of  life  I'll  walk, 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

484  "  Altogether  Lovely."  CM 
i  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o  erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joy  complete. 

6  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord  !  they  should  all  be  thine. 

485  The  Name , " Jesus."  CM. 

i  The  Saviour  !  oh,  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  The  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stooped  to' our  vile  abode  ; 
While  angels  viewed  with  wondering  eyes 
And  hailed  the  incarnate  God. 

3  Oh,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine  ! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  1  fall  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  All ! 

486  B  ethic  he  7n  not  Sinai.  CM 
i  On,  see  how  Jesus  trusts  himself 

Unto  our  childish  love  ! 
As  though  by  his  free  ways  with  us 
Our  earnestness  to  prove. 


LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 


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t  His  sacred  name  a  common  word 
On  earth  he  loves  to  hear  ; 
There  is  no  majesty  in  him 

Which  love  may  not  come  near. 

3  The  light  of  love  is  round  his  feet, 

His  paths  are  never  dim  ; 
And  lie  comes  nigh  to  us  when  we 
Dare  not  come  nigh  to  him. 

4  Let  us  be  simple  with  him  then, 

Not  backward,  stiff,  nor  cold, 
As  though  our  Bethlehem  could  be 
What  Sinai  was  of  old. 

487  "  Our  Pattern."  CM. 

1  Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears  each  grace  divine  ! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Mid  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

He  meek  and  patient  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life, 
Who  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowed  and  said, — 
kk  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern,  and  our  guide, 

His  image  may  we  bear  ; 
Oh,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, — 
His  joy  and  glory  share. 

488  ''''The  wine-press  alone."  C.  M. 
1  A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world, 

The  blessed  Saviour  passed  ; 
A  mourner  all  his  life  was  he, 
A  dying  Lamb  at  last. 

t  That  tender  heart  that  felt  for  all, 
For  all  its  life-blood  gave  ; 
It  found  on  earth  no  resting-place, 
Save  only  in  the  grave. 

3  Such  was  our  Lord  :  and  shall  we  fear 

The  cross,  with  all  its  scorn  ? 
Or  love  a  faithless  evil  world. 
That  wreathed  his  brow  with  thorn  ? 

4  No  !  facing  all  its  frowns  or  smiles, 

Like  him,  obedient  still, 
We  homeward  press  through  storm  or  calm, 
To  Zion's  blessed  hill. 


489  j  Peter  2:  21-23.  CM. 

1  What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 

Around  thy  steps  below  ; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe. 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung  ; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee  ! 

Like  thee,  O  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye, 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord  !  with  thee. 

490  "  Shall  we  Forget?"  C   M. 

1  Jesus  !  thy  love  shall  we  forget, 

And  never  bring  to  mind 
The  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt. 
And  bade  us  pardon  find  ? 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  grief  forget, 

Thy  fasting  and  thy  prayer  ; 
Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors  wet. 
To  save  us  from  despair? 

3  Gethsemane  can  we  forget — 

Thy  struggling  agony  ; 
When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to'watch  with  thee? 

4  Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 

On  thee,  alone  on  thee  ; 
Thv  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid — 
Thine  all  the  glory  be  ! 

5  Life's  brightest  joys  we  may  forget — 

Our  kindred  cease  to  love  ; 
Bnt  he  who  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
Our  constancy  shall  prove. 

491  M  Forgive  as  we  Forgive . "  CM. 

1  Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee. 

And  pray  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  thy  fife  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear  ; 
Like  thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brother's  griefs  to  share. 


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3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Onr  earthliness  refine  ; 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell 
As  free  and  true  as  thine. 

4  If  joy  shall  at  thy  bidding  fly, 

And  griefs  dark  day  come  on, 
We,  in  our  turn,  would  meekly  cry, 
"  Father,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

5  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
Oh,  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life, 
And  iollow  thee  to  heaven  ! 

492  yo/m  i4:  6.  CM. 

1  Thou  art  the  Way  :  to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  :  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  :  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  : 

Grant  us  to  know  that  Way  ; 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win 
Which  leads  to  endless  day. 

493  "  Be  thou  my  pattern."  I..  M. 
1  My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 

I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  lite  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

a  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 
1  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  He  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


494 


1  Make  21  s  like  thee." 


L.  M. 


1  Makr  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace. 
Dear  Saviour,  daily*  more  like  thee  ! 
Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ! 


2  To  do  thy  heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  thy  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 
Shone  through  thy  life  divinely  bright. 

3  But  ah  !  how  blind  !  how  weak  we  are  ! 

How  frail  !  how  apt  to  turn  aside  ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

495  ll  To  save  sinners.''''  L.  M 

1  Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 

Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear  ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word  ; 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  : 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

496  Our  Companion.  L.  M. 

1  My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  • 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
1  wonld  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn, 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

497  M  Common  people  heard  gladly. ,"    L.  M. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 

When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unvailing  an  immortal  day. 

3  ll  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home. 

Come,  all  ye  Weary  ones,  and  rest:" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  ami  be  blest  ! 


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4  Decay  then,  tenements  of  dust ; 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  : 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

498  •*  Holy \  harmless,  undefiled"       L.  M. 
*  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 

That  in  thv  meekness  used  to  shine, 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Oh,  who  like  thee,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light? 
Oh,  who  like  thee  did  ever  go 

So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe  ? 

3  Oh,  who  like  thee  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men,  before  ? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility? 

4  Ev'n  death,  which  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee  • 
Vet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

K  Oh,  in  thy  light  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe  ! 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 
To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God. 

499  "And  He  healed  them."  L.  M. 

1  When,  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere, 
The  lowly  Jesus  wandered  here, 
Where'er  he  went,  affliction  fled, 
And  sickness  reared  her  fainting  head. 

2  The  eye  that  rolled  in  irksome  night, 
Beheld  his  face — for  God  is  light  ; 
The  opening  ear,  the  loosened  tongue, 
His  precepts  heard,  his  praises  sung. 

3  With  bounding  steps  the  halt  and  lame, 
To  hail  their  great  Deliverer  came  ; 
O'er  the  cold  grave  he  bowed  his  head, 
He  spake  the  word,  and  raised  the  dead. 

4.  Despairing  madness,  dark  and  wild 
In  his  inspiring  presence  smiled  : 
The  storm  of  horror  ceased  to  roll, 
And  reason  lightened  through  the  soul. 

5  Through  paths  of  loving-kindness  led, 
Where  Jesus  triumphed  we  would  tread  ; 
To  all,  with  willing  hands  dispense 

The  gifts  of  our  benevolence. 


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L.  M. 


1  'Tis  midnight :  and  on  Olive's  brow 
The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone : 
'Tis  midnight  ;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  Buffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 


2  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears  ; 
Ev'n  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight  ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  Man  of  Sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight  ;  and  from  ether-plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  wroe. 

501  "'Tis finished!"  L.  M 

1  "  'Tis  finished  !  " — so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died  : 
k4  'Tis  finished  !  "—yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  'Tis  finished  ! — all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old  ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view- 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  'Tis  finished  ! — Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour  ; 
And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

4  'Tis  finished  !— let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  : 
'Tis  finished  ! — let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

502  Glorying  in  the  Cross.  L*i   Ma 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
Mv  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord  !  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  I  am  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small  ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


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503  "Eloi,Eloi!"  L.  M. 
i  From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard — 

A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry  ; 

My  Saviour  !  every  mournful  word 

Bespoke  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

-a  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless,  holy  One  ! 
And  all  the  eager  hosts  of  hell 

Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace — 

These  thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  repine  ; 
But  when  Jehovah  vailed  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break  ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky  ; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake  ! 
lie  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 

504  Wounded  for  us.  L.  M. 
i  Jesus,  whom  angel  hosts  adore, 

Became  a  man  of  griefs  for  me  ; 
In  love,  though  rich,  becoming  poor, 
That  I  through  him  enriched  might  be. 

2  Though  Lord  of  all,  above,  below, 

He  went  to  Olivet  for  me  : 
There  drank  my  cup  of  wrath  and  woe, 
When  bleeding  in  Gethsemane. 

3  The  ever-blessed  Son  of  God 

Went  lip  to  Calvary  for  me  ; 
There  paid  my  debt,  there  bore  my  load, 
In  his  own  body  on  the  tree. 

4  Jesus,  whose  dwelling  is  the  skies, 

Went  down  into  the  grave  for  me  ; 
There  overcame  my  enemies, 
There  won  the  glorious  victory. 

5  'Tis  finished  all :  the  vail  is  rent, 

The  welcome  sure,  the  access  free  :— 
Now  then,  we  leave  our  banishment, 
O  Feather,  to  return  to  thee  ! 


505 


41  There  nuas  Darkness  " 


C.  M. 


i  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  great  Creator,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 


4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  1  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord.  1  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

506  Matthew  27  :  50-53.  C.  M. 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  me  ! 

2  Hark  !  how  he  groans,  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  vail  asunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  finished  !  now  the  ransom's  paid 

11  Receive  my  soul !  "  he  cries  : 
See — how  he  bows  his  sacred  head  ! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  iron  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine  ; 
O  Lamb  of  God  !  was  ever  pain — 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  ! 

507  "Crucified  the  Flesh."  CM 

1  Oh,  if  my  soul  were  formed  for  woe, 

How  would  I  vent  my  sighs  ! 

Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 

2  'Twas  for  mv  sins  my  dearest  Lord 

LIung  on  trie  cursed  tree, 
And  groaned  away  a  dying  life 
For  thee,  my  soul  !  for  thee. 

3  Oh,  how  I  hate  these  lusts  of  mine 

That  crucified  my  Lord  ; 
Those  sins  that  pierced  and  nailed  his  flesh 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood  ! 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer— they  shall  die  ; 

My  heart  has  so  decreed  ; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  While  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murdered  Lord  I  view, 
I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
And  slay  the  murderers  too. 


508  "  The  Mystery  of  Grace." 

1  In  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawcd  l>v  shame  01  tear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  mv  sight, 
And  Stopped  my  wild  career. 


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SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 


Ill 


s  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agony  and  blood, 
Who  taxed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  1  stood. 

3  Sure  never,  till  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt ; 

And  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 

And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid  j 
I  die,  that  thou  mayst  live.  ' 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

509  "  O  Christ  of  God ."  CM. 
i  O  Jesus  !  sweet  the  tears  I  shed, 

While  at  thy  cross  I  kneel. 
Gaze  on  thy  wounded,  fainting  head, 
And  all  thy  sorrows  feel. 

i  My  heart  dissolves  to  see  thee  bleed, 
This  heart  so  hard  before  ; 
I  hear  thee  for  the  guilty  plead, 
And  grief  o'errJows  the  more. 

3  O  Christ  of  God  !  O  spotless  Lamb  ! 

By  love  my  soul  is  drawn  ; 
Henceforth  tor  ever  thine  I  am  ; 
Here  life  and  peace  are  born. 

4  In  patient  hope  the  cross  I'll  bear, 

Thine  arm  shall  be  my  stay  ; 
And  thou,  enthroned,  my  soul  shalt  spare 
On  thy  great  judgment-day. 

510  "  He  remembers  Calvary ."        CM. 
i  How  condescending  and  how  kind 

Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  misery  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes. 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne  ; 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

3  This  was  compassion,  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 


4  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 
His  love  is  still  as  great  ; 
Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 
Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 

511    l*  Mine  was  the  transgression."    7>  6.  D. 
i  O  sacred  Head,  now  wounded, 

With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down, 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown  ; 
O  sacred  Head,  what  glory. 

What  bliss,  till  now  was  thine  ! 
Yet,  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners"  gain  : 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain  ; 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour  ! 

"Tis  I  deserve  thy  place  ; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

3  The  joy  can  ne'er  be  spoken, 

Above  all  joys  beside, 
When  in  thy  body  broken 

I  thus  with  safety  hide : 
My  Lord  of  life,  desiring 

Thy  glory  now  to  see, 
Beside  thy  cross  expiring, 

I'd  breathe  my  soul  to  thee. 

4  What  language  shall  I  borrow. 

To  praise  thee,  heavenly  Friend : 
For  this,  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end  ? 
Lord,  make  me  thine  for  ever, 

Nor  let  me  faithless  prove  ■ 
Oh,  let  me  never,  never, 

Abuse  such  dying  love. 

5  Forbid  that  I  should  leave  thee  ; 

O  Jesus,  leave  not  me  ! 
By  faith  I  would  receive  thee  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  free  ! 
When  strength  and  comfort  languish. 

And  I  must  hence  depart, 
Release  me  then  from  anguish, 

By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 

6  Be  near  when  I  am  dying, 

Oh,  show  thy  cross  to  me 
And  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free  ! 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move  ; 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely — through  thy  love. 


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512  Jesus  on  the  Cross.  7»  6-  D- 
i  O  Jesus,  we  adore  thee, 

Upon  the  cross,  our  King  : 
We  bow  our  hearts  before  thee  ; 

Thy  gracious  Name  we  sing  : 
That  Name  hath  brought  salvation, 

That  Name,  in  life  our  stay  ; 
Our  peace,  our  consolation 

When  life  shall  fade  away. 

2  Yet  doth  the  world  disdain  thee, 

Still  pressing  by  thy  cross  : 
Lord,  may  our  hearts  retain  thee  ; 

All  else  we  count  but  loss. 
The  grief  thy  soul  endured, 

Who  can  that  grief  declare? 
Thy  pains  have  thus  assured 

1  hat  thou  thy  foes  will  spare. 

3  Ah,  Lord,  our  sins  arraigned  thee, 

And  nailed  thee  to  the  tree  : 
Our  pride,  O  Lord,  disdained  thee  ; 

Yet  deign  our  hope  to  be. 
O  glorious  King,  we  bless  thee. 

No  longer  pass  thee  by  ; 
O  Jesus,  we  confess  thee 

Our  Lord  enthroned  on  high. 

4  Thy  wounds,  thy  grief  beholding, 

With  thee,  O  Lord,  we  grieve  ; 
Thee  in  our  hearts  enfolding, 

Our  hearts  thy  wounds  receive  : 
Lord,  grant  to  us  remission  ; 

Life  through  thy  death  restore  ; 
Yea,  grant  us  the  fruition 

Of  life  for  evermore. 

513  "Lamb  of  God."  7,  6.  D. 
i  O  Lamb  of  God  !  still  keep  me 

Near  to  thy  wounded  side  ; 
'Tis  only  there  in  safety 

And  peace  I  can  abide  ! 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  me  ! 

What  doubts  and  fears  within  ! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me, 

Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

2  'Tis  only  in  thee  hiding, 

1  feel  my  life  secure — 
Only  in  thee  abiding, 

The  conflict  can  endure  : 
Thine  arm  the  victory  gaincth 

O'er  every  hateful  foe  j 
f      Thy  love  my  heart  sustaineth 

In  all  its  care  and  woe. 

3  Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  thee, 

With  rapture,  tace  to  face  ; 

One  lulf  hath  not  been  told  me 

Ol  all  thy  power  and  grace: 


Thy  beauty,  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  thy  saints  above. 

514  Gethsemane.  C.  L.  M, 
i  He  knelt,  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  agony  ; 
The  Lord  of  all  above,  beneath, 
Was  bowed  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  The  sun  set  in  a  fearful  hour, 

The  skies  might  well  grow  dim, 
When  this  mortality  had  power 

So  to  o'ershadow  him  ! 
That  he  who  gave  man's  breath,  might  know 
The  very  depths  of  human  woe. 

3  He  knew  them  all  ;  the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread, 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life, 

All  darkened  round  his  head  ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray  ; 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away. 

4  It  passed  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread  ; 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  .grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead. 
But  there  was  sent  him  from  on  high, 
A  gift  of  strength  for  man  to  die. 

5  And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet, 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way  ? 
How  but  through  him,  that  path  who  trod  ? 
Save  or  we  perish,  Son  of  God  ! 

515  "The  Lord  is  risen."       C.  L.  M 
i  How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn, 

That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb, 
Where  Christ  the  crucified  was  borne, 

And  vailed  in  midnight  gloom  ! 
Oh,  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 
Ck  Behold  the  place,  he  is  not  here  !  " 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred  : 
The  rates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain. 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

3  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

Your  early  footsteps  bend  ; 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  Advocate  and  Friend  : 
Once  by  the  law,  your  hopes  were  slain, 
Hut  now  in  Christ,  ye  live  again. 


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4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day  ! 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord,  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
Oh,  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

5  And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 

When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul, 

How  blissful  then  to  die  ! 
Since  he  hath  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

516  »•  King  and  Blessed  One."'' 

1  All  glory,  laud,  and  honor 

To  thee,  Redeemer,  King  ! 

1  0  whom  the  lips  of  children 

Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 

2  Thou  art  the  King  of  Israel, 

Thou,  David's  royal  Son, 
Who  in  the  Lord's  name  comest, 
The  King  and  Blessed  One. 

3  The  company  of  angels 

Are  praising  thee  on  high, 
And  mortal  men,  and  all  things 
Created,  make  reply. 

4  The  people  of  the  Hebrews 

With  palms  before  thee  went ; 
Our  praise,  and  prayer,  and  anthems, 
Before  thee  we  present. 

5  To  thee,  before  thy  passion, 

They  sang  their  hymns  of  praise  ; 
To  thee,  now  high  exalted, 
Our  melody  we  raise. 

6  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises, 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 
Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King  ! 


517         u  Wisdom  crietk  without" 

x  Eke  God  had  built  the  mountains, 

Or  raised  the  fruitful  hills  ; 
Before  he  filled  the  fountains 

That  feed  the  running  rills  ; 
In  ME,  from  everlasting, 

The  wonderful  I  AM 
Found  pleasures  never  wasting  ; 

And  Wisdom  is  my  name. 

t  When,  like  a  tent  to  dwell  in, 
He  spread  the  skies  abroad. 
And  swathed  about  the  swelling 
Of  ocean's  mighty  rJood, 


7,  6.  1). 


He  wrought  by  weight  and  measure  ; 

And  I  was  with  him  then  : 
Myself  the  Father's  pleasure, 

And  mine,  the  sons  of  men. 

3  Thus  Wisdom's  words  discover 

Thy  glory  and  thy  grace, 
Thou  everlasting  lover 

Of  our  unworthy  race  : 
Thy  gracious  eye  surveyed  us, 

Ere  stars  were  seen  above  ; 
In  wisdom  thou  hast  made  us, 

And  died  for  us  in  love. 

518  li  The  Lord  is  risen." 

1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men,  and  angels,  say  ; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high  ! 
Sing,  ye  heavens  !  and  earth,  reply  ! 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  wen  ; 
Lo,  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er  ; 
Lo,  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal  ; 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King  ; 

Ck  Where,  O  Death,  is  now  thy  sting?  " 

Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 

M  Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  Grave* 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  ; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise  j 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies  ! 

519  "Again,  I say ,  rejoice." 

1  Joyful  be  the  hours  to-day  ; 

Joyful  let  the  seasons  be  ; 

Let  us  sing,  for  well  we  may  : 

Jesus  !  we  will  sing  of  thee. 

2  Should  thy  people  silent  be, 

Then  the  very  stones  would  sing : 
What  a  debt  we  owe  to  thee, 
Thee  our  Saviour,  thee  our  King  ! 

3  Joyful  are  we  now  to  own, 

Rapture  thrills  us  as  we  trace 
All  the  deeds  thy  love  hath  done, 
All  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 

4  'Tis  thy  grace  alone  can  save  ; 

Every  blessing  comes  from  thee — 
All  we  have,  and  hope  to  have, 
All  we  are,  and  hope  to  be. 


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THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST. 


5  Thine  the  Name  to  sinners  dear  ! 
Thine  the  Name  all  names  before  ! 
Blessed  here  and  everywhere  ; 
Blessed  now  and  evermore  ! 


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The  Resurrection. 


i  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant  holy-day  : 
He  endured  the  cross  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

2  Lo  !  he  rises,  mighty  King  ! 
Where,  O  Death  !  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Lo  !  he  claims  his  native  sky  ! 
Grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

3  Sinners,  see  vour  ransom  paid. 
Peace  with  Cod  for  ever  made  : 
With  your  risen  Saviour  rise  ; 
Claim  with  him  the  purchased  skies. 

4  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant  holy-day  ; 
Loud  the  song  of  victory  raise  ; 
Shout  the  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

521  "Hail  the  Day!"  7 

i  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 

Glorious,  to  his  native  skies  ! 

Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 

Enters  now  the  gates  of  heaven. 

2  There  the  glorious  triumph  waits  ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Christ  hath  vanquished  death  and  sin  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  See,  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives  ! 
Yet  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves : 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

4  Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 

His  prevailing  death  he  pleads  ; 
Near  himself  prepares  our  place, 
Great  Forerunner  of  our  race. 

5  What,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  starry  height  ; 
Thither  our  affections  rise, 
Following  him  beyond  the  skies. 

622  »  Hallelujah  /  "  J.  $1. 

i  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  again  ; 

Christ  hath  broken  every  chain  • 

Hark  !  angelic  voices  cry, 

Singing  evermore  on  high, 

Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lcrd  ! 


2  He  who  bore  all  pain  and  loss, 
Comfortless,  upon  the  cross, 
Lives  in  glory  now  on  high, 
Pleads  for  us,  and  hears  our  cry  : 

Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord  ! 

3  He  who  slumbered  in  the  grave 
Is  exalted  now  to  save  ; 

Now  through  Christendom  it  rings 
That  the  Lamb  is  King  of  kings  : 
Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord  ! 

4  Now  he  bids  us  tell  abroad 
How  the  lost  may  be  restored, 
How  the  penitent  forgiven, 
How  we,  too,  may  enter  heaven  : 

Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord  ! 

52o  "  We  have  an  Advocate"         L.  M 

i  He  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  give6  ! 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

4  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  ! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  , 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

524  2  Timothy  i  :  9,  10.  L.  M 

1  Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 

Be  everlasting  honors  given  ; 
He  saves  from  hell, — we  bless  his  name, — 
He  guides  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 

But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  nearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  began 

To  rescue  rebels  doomed  to  die  : 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ,  his  Son, 

Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsel  known; 
Declares  the  great  transaction  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  dies  ;  and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Doth  all  the  powers  of  lull  destroy  ; 
Rising  he  brings  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  takes  possession  of  the  joy. 


THE  RISEN  LORD. 


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525  ^  Weep  not r— Luke  24:  46.       L.   M. 

1  He  dies  !— the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ; 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  vails  the  skies  ; 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  : 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ; 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

3  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  Hies  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  heil, 
And  led  the  tyrant  Death  in  chains. 

5  Sav— live  for  ever,  glorious  King, 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ! 
Where  now,  O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
And  where  thy  victory,  boasting  Grave  ? 

526  Revelation  1  :  5-7.  L.  M. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 

The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  who  cleansed  our  foulest  sins, 

And  washed  us  in  his  precious  blood  ; 
'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  eternal  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed  ! 
Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold  !  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move  ; 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him  once, 
He  now  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 

While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  : 
Come,  Lord  !  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

527  "Worthy  the  Lamb ."  L.   M. 
1  Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs, — 

The  saints  in  heaven  beg^an  the  strain — 
The  homage  which  to  Christ  belongs  : 
M  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  ! " 

1  Slain  to  redeem  us  by  his  blood, 

To  cleanse  from  every  sinful  stain, 
And  make  us  kings  and  priests  to  God — 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !  " 


3  To  him  who  suffered  on  the  tree, 

Our  souls,  at  his  soul's  price,  to  gain. 
Blessing,  and  praise,  and  glory  be  : 
kl  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !" 

4  To  him,  enthroned  by  filial  right, 

All  power  in  heaven  and  earth  proclaim, 
Honor,  and  majesty,  and  might : 
11  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  ! ,: 

5  Long  as  we  live,  and  when  we  die, 

And  while  in  heaven  with  him  we  reign: 
This  song,  our  song  of  songs  shall  be  : 
,k  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !  " 

528  Christ  is  God.  L.  M. 

1  Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  ! 

Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feet  : 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 

And  worship  at  thine  awful  seat. 

2  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who,  among  those  sons  of  light, 

Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 

3  Yet  there  is  One  of  human  frame, 

Jesus,  arrayed  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 

4  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 

With  equal  honors  be  adored  ; 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing 
And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

529  "Worthy  the  Lamb."  L.  M. 

1  What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthv  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groaned  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rise  and  live,  and  reign, 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

4  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men  : 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen  ! 

530  "  O  Christ,  our  King."  L.  M. 
1  O  Christ  !  our  King,  Creator,  Lord  ! 

Saviour  of  all  who  trusi  thy  word  ! 
To  them  who  seek  thee  ever  near, 
Now  to  our  praises  bend  thine  ear 


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2  In  thy  dear  cross  a  grace  is  found, — 
It  flows  from  every  streaming-  wound, — 
Whose  power  our  inbred  sin  controls, 
Breaks  the  firm  bond,  and  frees  our  souls. 

5  Thou  didst  create  the  stars  of  night  • 
Yet  thou  hast  vailed  in  flesh  thy  light, 
Hast  deigned  a  mortal  form  to  wear, 
A  mortal  s  painful  lot  to  bear. 

4  When  thou  didst  hang  upon  the  tree, 
The  quaking  earth  acknowledged  thee  ; 
WThen  thou  didst  there  yield  up  thy  breath, 
The  world  grew  dark  as  shades  ot  death. 

5  Nov/  in  the  Father's  glory  high, 
Great  Conqueror  !  never  more  to  die, 
Us  by  thy  mighty  power  defend, 
And  reign  through  ages  without  end. 

531  Universal  Praise  to  Christ.        L.  M. 
i  O  Christ,  the  Lord  of  heaven  !  to  thee, 

Clothed  with  all  majesty  divine, 
Eternal  power  and  glory  be  ! 
Eternal  praise,  of  right,  is  thine. 

2  Reign,  Prince  of  life  !  that  once  thy  brow 
Didst  yield  to  wear  the  wounding  thorn  ; 
Reign,  throned  beside  the  Father  now, 
Adored  the  Son  of  God  first-born. 

-\  From  angel  hosts  that  round  thee  stand, 

With  forms  more  pure  than  spotless  snow, 
From  the  bright  burning  seraph  band, 
Let  praise  in  loftiest  numbers  flow. 

4  To  thee,  the  Lamb,  our  mortal  songs, 

Horn  of  deep  fervent  love,  shall  rise  ; 
All  honor  to  thy  name  belongs, 
Our  lips  would  sound  it  to  the  skies. 

5  il  Jesus  !  " — all  earth  shall  speak  the  word  ; 

"  Jesus  !  " — all  heaven  resound  it  still ; 
Immanuel,  Saviour,  Conqueror,  Lord  ! 
Thy  praise  the  universe  shall  fill. 

532  ki  He  ivas parted  from  them.1'   E.  M.  I), 
i  Jesus,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone. 

He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I  11  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 
The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 
I'll  go  for  all  the  paths  are  peace. 

2  This  is  the  way  I  long  had  sought, 
And  mourned  because  1  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden,  long  had  been 

Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 


The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  Way  !  " 

3  Lo  !  glad  I  come  ;  and  thou,  dear  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give  : 
Yet  help  me,  and  thy  praise  I'll  live  : 
I'll  tell  to  all  poor  sinners  round 
WThat  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  il  Behold  the  way  to  God  ! " 

533  Matthew  21  :  16.  L.  M 

1  What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 
Which  echo  thus  from  Salem  s  plains  ? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
Sweetly  resound  from  Zion's  hill  ? 

2  Lo,  'tis  an  infant  chorus  sings 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings  : 

The  Saviour  comes,  and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Nor  these  alone  their  voice  shall  raise, 
For  we  will  join  this  song  of  praise  ; 
Still  Israel's  children  forward  press, 
To  hail  the  Lord  their  Righteousness. 

4  Proclaim  hosannas,  loud  and  clear  ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear  : 
Glory  and  praise  on  earth  be  given  ; 
Hosanna  in  the  highest  heaven. 

534  Christ,  the  supreme  God.  L.  M 

1  Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne, 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand  sing  ; 
They  worship  him  as  God  alone, 
And  crown  him— everlasting  King. 

2  Approach,  ye  saints  !  this  God  is  yours  ; 

Tis  Jesus  fills  the  throne  above  : 
Ye  cannot  fail,  while  God  endures  ; 
Ye  cannot  want,  while  God  is  ove. 

3  Jesus,  the  everlasting  King  ! 

To  thee  the  praise  of  heaven  belongs  ; 
Yet,  smile  on  us  who  fain  would  bring 
The  tribute  of  our  humbler  songs. 

4  Though  sin  defile  our  worship  here, 

We  hope  ere  long  thy  face  to  view, 
In  heaven  with  angels  to  appear, 
And  praise  thy  name  as  angels  do. 

535  Phi/ippians  2:  10,  11.  C  M 
1  A11.  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall  ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Loul  of  all. 


THE  RISEN  LORD. 


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a  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall  ; 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall  ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  nini  Lord  of  all. 

6  Oh,  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fail  ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

536  "Worthy  the  Lamb"  C.    >I. 
1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

z  M  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 
kk  To  be  exalted  thus  !  " 
lk  Worthy  the  Lamb  !  "  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give. 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine  ! 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  Tne  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb  ! 

537  "  Croivned  with  glory  and  honor.'1''  C.  M. 
1  The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now  ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

a  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 
Is  his  by  sovereign  right  ; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright;  — 

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3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given  ; 
Their  name — an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  To  them  the  cross  is  life  and  health, 

Though  shame  and  death  to  him  ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

538  "  The  third,  the  appointed  Day."    C.  M 

1  Blest  morning  !  whose  young  dawning  rays 

Beheld  our  rising  God  ; 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  the  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  combined  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord,  in  vain  ; 
The  sleeping  conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

539  Job  19  :  25.  C.  M. 

1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  prays  for  me  : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head  ; 

He  brings  salvation  near  : 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be  : 

What  can  withstand  his  will  ? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me, 
He  surely  shall  fulfill. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word  : 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lcrd, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

540  "  The  Lord  0/ Glory ."  CM 
1  He,  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 

And  bore  our  sins  and  pains, 
Now,  seated  on  the  eternal  throne 
The  Lord  of ^lory  reigns. 


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2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  an  unerring  skill  ; 
And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumbered  sound  his  praise 

In  yonder  world  above, 
His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

4  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Heat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 

To  this  almighty  rock  they  run, 

And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

5  How  glorious  he — how  happy  they, 

In  such  a  glorious  friend  ! 
Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 

541  Hebrews  4  :  14-16.  C.  M, 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  songs  of  praise 

To  our  ascended  Priest  : 
He  entered  heaven  with  all  our  names 
Engraven  on  his  breast. 

2  Below  he  washed  our  guilt  away, 

By  his  atoning  blood  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  the  throne, 
And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

3  Clothed  with  our  nature  still,  he  knows 

The  weakness  of  our  frame, 
And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 
Whom  he  himself  o'ercame. 

4  Nor  time,  nor  distance,  e'er  shall  quench 

The  fervor  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  died  in  kindness  here, 
For  us  he  lives  above. 

5  Oh,  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace, 

Nor  blush  to  bear  his  name  : 
Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith— 
Our  lips  his  praise  proclaim. 

542  Return  of  Christ  to  heaven.        C.  M. 

1  The  golden  gates  are  lifted  up, 

The  doors  are  opened  wide, 
The  King  of  glory  is  gone  in 
Unto  his  Father's  side. 

2  Thou  art  gone  up  before  us,  Lord, 

To  make  for  us  a  place, 
That  we  may  be  where  now  thou  art, 
And  look  upon  God's  face. 

3  And  ever  on  thine  earthly  path 

A  gleam  of  glory  lies  ; 
A  light  still  breaks  behind  the  cloud 
Th&t  vailed  thee  from  our  eyes. 


4  Lift  up  our  hearts,  lift  up  our  minds, 

Let  thy  dear  grace  be  given, 

That  while  we  tarry  here  below, 

Our  treasure  be  in  heaven  ! 

5  That  where  thou  art,  at  God's  right  hand, 

Our  hope,  our  love  may  be  ; 
Dwell  thou  in  us,  that  we  may  dwell 
For  evermore  in  thee  ! 

543  "  Not  to  condemn,  but  Save."        C.  M. 

1  Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  new,  melodious  songs  ; 

Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 

The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  armed 

With  an  avenging  rod  ; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  merciful  and  mild, 

And  wrrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

544  Isaiah  49:  16.  C  M. 

1  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned  ; — 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 

Engraven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  a  name  once  treasured  there 
E'er  from  his  care  depart. 

4  So,  gracious  Saviour  !  on  my  breast. 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

545  The  Resurrection  Morning.        S.  M. 
1  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !  " 

And  are  the  tidings  true? 
Yes,  they  beheld  the  Saviour  bleed, 
And  saw  him  living  too. 


THE  RISEN  LORD. 


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s  il  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !  " 
Then  justice  asks  no  more  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  now  agreed, 
Who  stood  opposed  before. 

3  M  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !  " 

Then  is  his  work  performed  ; 

The  mighty  Captive  now  is  freed, 

And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

4  ll  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !  " 

He  lives  to  die  no  more  ; 
He  lives,  the  sinner's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

5  M  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !  " 

Attending  angels  !  hear  ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

6  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord  ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choi.s  ! 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

546  Acts  1  :  11.  S.  M. 

1  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
And  round  thy  throne  unceasingly 
The  songs  of  praise  arise. 

2  But  we  are  lingering  here 

With  sin  and  -are  oppressed  : 
Lord  !  send  thy  promised  Comforter, 
And  lead- us  to  thy  rest ! 

3  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high  : 

But  thou  didst  first  come  down, 
Through  earth's  most  bitter  misery 
To  pass  unto  thy  crown. 

4  And  girt  with  griefs  and  fears 

Our  onward  course  must  be  ; 
But  only  let  that  path  of  tears 
Lead  us  at  last  to  thee  ! 

5  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high  : 

But  thou  shalt  come  again 
With  all  the  bright  ones  of  the  sky 
Attendant  in  thy  train. 

6  Oh,  by  thy  saving  power 

So  make  us  live  and  die, 
That  we  may  stand  in  that  dread  hour 
At  thy  right  hand  on  high  ! 

547  M  On  his  head,  many  crowns."  S.  M.  -D. 
x  Crown  him  with  many  crowns, 

The  Lamb  upon  his  throne  ; 
Hark  !  how  the  heavenly  anthem  drowns 
All  music  but  its  own  ! 


Awake,  my  soul,  and  sing 

Of  him  who  died  for  thee  ; 
And  hail  him  as  thy  matchless  King 

Through  all  eternity. 

2  Crown  him  the  Lord  of  love  ! 

Behold  his  hands  and  side, — 
Those  wounds,  yet  visible  above, 

In  beauty  glorified  : 
No  angel  in  the  sky 

Can  fully  bear  that  sight, 
But  downward  bends  his  wondering  eye 

At  mysteries  so  bright. 

3  Crown  him  the  Lord  of  heaven  ! 

One  with  the  Father  known, — 
And  the  blest  Spirit  through  him  given 

F'rom  yonder  Triune  throne  ! 
All  hail,  Redeemer,  hail ! 

For  thou  hast  died  for  me  : 
Thy  praise  and  glory  shall  not  fail 

Throughout  eternity. 

548  "  Hail,  Prince  of  Life  !  "  S.  M, 

1  Beyond  the  starry  skies, 

Far  as  the  eternal  hills, 
There  in  the  boundless  world  of  light 
Our  great  Redeemer  dwells. 

2  Around  him  angels  fair 

In  countless  armies  shine  ; 
And  ever,  in  exalted  lays, 
They  offer  songs  divine. 

3  "  Hail,  Prince  of  life  !  "  they  cry, 

"  Whose  unexampled  love, 
Moved  thee  to  quit  these  glorious  realms 
And  royalties  above." 

4  And  when  he  stooped  to  earth, 

And  suffered  rude  disdain, 
They  cast  their  honors  at  his  feet, 
And  waited  in  his  train. 

5  They  saw  him  on  the  cross, 

While  darkness  vailed  the  skies, 
And  when  he  burst  the  gates  of  death, 
They  saw  the  conqueror  rise. 

6  They  thronged  his  chariot  wheels, 

And  bore  him  to  his  throne  ; 
Then  swept  their  golden  harps  and  sung, — 
i4  The  glorious  work  is  done." 

549  "  King  of  Glory  r  8,7,7, 
1  Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  ; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love  : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 


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THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST. 


2  King  of  glory  !  reign  for  ever  | 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing,  from  thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own  ; — 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

3  Saviour  !  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 

Bring,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  ; — 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, — 
lk  Glory,  glory  to  our  King  !  " 

550  The  glorious  Conqueror.        8,  "J.  L). 

i  See,  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph  ! 
See  the  King  in  royal  state, 
Riding  on  the  clouds,  his  chariot, 

To  his  heavenly  palace  gate  ! 
Hark  !  the  choirs  of  angel  voices 

Joyful  hallelujahs  sing, 
And  the  portals  high  are  lifted 
To  receive  their  heavenly  King. 

s  Who  is  this  that  comes  in  glory, 

With  the  trump  of  jubilee? 
Lord  of  battles,  God  of  armies, 

He  has  gained  the  victory  ; 
He,  who  on  the  cross  did  suffer, 

He,  who  from  the  grave  arose, 
He  has  vanquished  sin  and  Satan, 

He  by  death  has  spoiled  his  foes. 

3  Thou  hast  raised  our  human  nature, 

On  the  clouds  to  God's  right  hand  ; 
There  we  sit  in  heavenly  places, 

There  with  thee  in  glory  stand  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  adored  by  angels  ; 

Man  with  God  is  on  the  throne  ; 
Mighty  Lord  !  in  thine  ascension, 

We  by  faith  behold  our  own. 

4  Lift  us  up  from  earth  to  heaven, 

Give  us  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
Gales  of  holy  aspirations, 

Wafting  us  to  realms  above  ; 
That,  with  hearts  and  minds  uplifted, 

We  with  Christ  our  Lord  may  dwell, 
Where  he  sits  enthroned  in  glory, 

In  the  heavenly  citadel. 

5  So  at  last,  when  he  appeareth, 

We  from  out  our  graves  may  spring, 
With  Our  youth  renewed  like  eagles', 
Flocking  round  our  heavenly  King, 

tit  up  on  the  clouds  of  heaven, 

And  may  meet  him  in  the  air, 
Rise  to  realms  where  he  is  reigning, 
Anil  may  i<~:^;:i  for  ever  there. 


551  "The  Brightness  of  his  Glory."  S,  7.  D. 

1  Mighty  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee, 

May  a  mortal  lisp  thy  name  ? 
Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels  ! 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme  : 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation  ! 

Ancient  of  eternal  days  ! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

By  thy  just  and  awful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature, — 

Grand*  beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 
For  the  wonders  of  creation, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought ; 
For  thy  providence,  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow  ; 

Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

3  For  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Bright,  though  vailed  in  darkness  long, 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  ; 

Who  can  sing  that  wondrous  song  ? 
Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory  ! 

Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie? 
Break,  my  tongue  !  such  guilty  silence, 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die  : — 

4  From  the  highest  throne  of  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe, 
Came  to  ransom  guilty  captives  !- 

Flow,  my  praise,  for  ever  ilow  : 
Reascend,  immortal  Saviour! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne , 
Thence  return  and  reign  for  ever  ; — 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own  ! 

552  Matthew  21  :  9.  8,  7.  D. 

1  Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 

Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name, 
With  compassions  never  ceasing, 

Comes  salvation  to  proclaim. 
Hail,  ye  saints,  who  know  his  favor, 

Who  within  his  gates  are  found  ; 
Hail,  ye  saints,  the  exalted  Saviour. 

Let  his  courts  with  praise  resound. 

2  Lo,  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee  ; 

Thee  our  Saviour  !  thee  our  God  ! 
From  his  throne  his  beams  of  glory 

Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad. 
In  his  word  his  light  arises, 

Brightest  beams  of  truth  and  grace; 
Bind.  <>h,  bind  your  sacrifices, 

In  his  courts  your  offerings  place. 

3  Jesus,  thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 

Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own  ; 

Highest  honors,  never  tailing, 
Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne  ; 


THE  RISEN  LORD. 


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Now,  ye  saints,  his  power  confessing, 
In  your  grateful  strains  adore  ; 

For  his  mercy,  never  ecu- 
Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 

553  Christ 's  return  to  heaven.       8,  7>  7- 
i  Jesus  comes,  his  conflict  over, — 

Comes  to  claim  his  great  reward  ; 
Angels  round  the  Victor  hover, 

Crowding  to  behold  their  Lord  ; 
Haste,  ye  saints  !  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 
a  Yonder  throne  for  him  erected, 

Now  becomes  the  Victor's  seat ; 
Lo,  the  Man  on  earth  rejected  ! 

Angels  worship  at  his  feet : 
Haste,  ve  saints  !  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 
3  Day  and  night  they  cry  before  him, — 

"Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  !  " 
All  the  powers  of  heaven  adore  him, 

All  obey  his  sovereign  word  • 
Haste,  ye  saints  !  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

554  "  The  King  of  Glory  wait*."         7i  61. 

i  Glory,  glory  to  our  King  ! 

Crowns  unfading  wreathe  his  head  ; 
Jesus  is  the  name  we  sing, — 

Jesus,  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
Jesus,  Conqueror  o'er  the  grave  ; 
Jesus,  mighty  now  to  save, 
s  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  : 

Angels  come  to  meet  their  King  ; 
Shouts  triumphant  rend  the  sky, 

While  the  Victor's  praise  they  sing  : 
;i  Open  now,  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 
'Tis  the  King  of  glory  waits." 
3  Now  behold  him  high  enthroned, 

Glory  beaming  from  his  face, 
By  adoring  angels  owned, 

God  of  holiness  and  grace  ! 
Oh,  for  hearts  and  tongues  to  sing— 
il  Glory,  glory  to  our  King  !  " 

555  Isaiah  63:   i.  8,  7,  7. 
x  Who  is  this  that  comes  from  Edom, 

All  his  raiment  stained  with  blood  ; 
To  the  slave  proclaiming  freedom  ; 

Bringing  and  bestowing  good  ■ 
Glorious  in  the  garb  he  wears. 
Glorious  in  the  spoils  he  bears  ? 
2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  now  victorious, 

Traveling  onward  in  his  might ; 
'Tis  the  Saviour,  oh  how  glorious 

To  his  people  is  the  sight ! 
Jesus  now  is  strong  to  save  ; 
Mighty  to  redeem  the  slave. 


3  Why  that  blood  his  raiment  staining  ? 

'Tis  the  blood  of  many  slain  ; 
Of  his  foes  there's  none  remaining, 

None  the  contest  to  maintain  : 
Fallen  they,  no  more  to  rise, 
All  their  glory  prostrate  lies. 

4  Mighty  Victor,  reign  for  ever  ; 

Wear  the  crown  so  dearly  won  ; 
Never  shall  thy  people,  never 

Cease  to  sing  what  thou  hast  done  ; 
Thou  hast  fought  thy  people's  foes  ; 
Thou  hast  healed  thy  people's  woes. 

556  "  The  sight  is  glorious."  S,  7>  4« 

1  Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious  ; 

See  the  Man  of  sorrows  now 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious  ! 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow  : 

Crown  him  !  crown  him  ! 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him  ! 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings  ; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  nim, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings: 

Crown  him  !  crown  him  ! 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings  ! 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim  ; 
Saints  and  angels,  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name  ! 

Crown  him  !  crown  him  ! 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

4  Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclamation  ! 

Hark,  those  loud,  triumphant  chords  ! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  ; 
Oh,  what  joy  the  sight  affords  ! 

Crown  him  !  crown  him  ! 
King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords  ! 

557  "  It  is  finished."  8,7,4. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  vails  the  sky : 

k%  It  is  finished  !  " 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  M  It  is  finished  !  "  Oh,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 

Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord  : 

ik  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finished  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ; 
Finished  all  that  God  had  promised  ; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 


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THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST. 


4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  ; 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  : 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

558  "  The  Debt  of  Love."  H.  M. 

i  Come,  every  pious  heart, 

That  loves  the  Saviour's  name. 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside, 
On  wings  of  love  came  down. 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  ; 
What  he  endured,  oh,  who  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell  ? 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  ; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  ; 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve  ; 
Our  hearts,  our  all  to  thee  we  give  ; 
The  gift,  though  small,  thou  wilt  receive. 


559 


11  Rejoice  the  Lord  is  King! 
i  Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King; 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore  : 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  ! 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice  ! — again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice  ! — again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

3  His  kingdom  can  not  fail ; 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice  ! — again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  : 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 


H.  M. 


We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel's  voice  ; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice  ! 

560  "Lionofjudahr  6.4 
i  Rise,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise  ; 

Into  thy  native  skies,— 

Assume  thy  right ; 
And  where  in  many  a  fold 
The  clouds  are  backward  rolled — 
Pass  through  those  gates  of  gold, 

And  reign  in  light ! 

2  Victor  o'er  death  and  hell ! 
Cherubic  legions  swell 

Thy  radiant  train  : 
Praises  all  heaven  inspire  ; 
Each  angel  sweeps  his  lyre, 
And  waves  his  wings  of  fire, — 

Thou  Lamb  once  slain  ! 

3  Enter,  incarnate  God  ! — 
No  feet  but  thine,  have  trod 

The  serpent  down  ; 
Blow  the  full  trumpets,  blow  ! 
Wider  yon  portals  throw  ! 
Saviour  triumphant — go, 

And  take  thy  crown  ! 

4  Lion  of  Judah — Hail! 
And  let  thy  name  prevail 

From  age  to  age  ; 
Lord  of  the  rolling  years  ; — 
Claim  for  thine  own  the  spheres, 
For  thou  hast  bought  with  tears 

Thy  heritage  ! 

5  And  then  was  heard  afar 
Star  answering  to  star — 

"  Lo  !  these  have  come, 
Followers  of  him  who  gave 
His  life  their  lives  to  save  ; 
And  now  their  palms  they  wave. 

Brought  safely  home." 

561  «  Worthy  the  Lamb:'  6,  4. 

1  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 

14  Praise  ye  his  name  ! 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
Sing  loud  for  evermore, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !  " 

2  While  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name, — 
Ye  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  your  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !  " 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


3  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless  ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  ! 
In  him  we  will  rejoice. 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

kk  Worthy  the  Lamb  !  " 

4  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
Vet  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name  ; 
To  him  our  songs  we  bring  ; 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King  ; 
And.  through  all  ages  sing, 

M  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

562  "  Inward  Teachings. ,"  T.  M. 

x  Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within. 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
All  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 


563 


'  Veni  Creator  !  ' 


L.  M. 


i  Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest ! 
And  in  our  souls  take  up  thy  rest ; 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Great  Comforter  !  to  thee  we  cry  ; 
O  highest  gift  of  God  most  high  ! 
O  fount  of  life  !  O  fire  of  love  ! 
Send  sweet  anointing  from  above  ! 

3  Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love  ; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high, 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
And  grant  us  thy  true  peace  instead  ; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 


564 


L.  M. 


li  Loose  the  Seals." 
i  Come,  blessed  Spirit !  source  of  light ! 

Wnose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night — 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind, 
t  To  mine  illumined  eyes,  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals  ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way, 
Thy  book  unfold,  ami  loose  the  seals. 


3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 

The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below, 
And  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 

Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad, 
To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 


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565 


L.  M. 


A  netu  heart. 

1  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love  : 
Oh,  turn  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  sovereign  power  be  known. 

2  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  contrite  sorrow  rise  ; 
While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn. 

3  Oh,  le«t  a  holy  flock  await 

In  crowds  around  thy  temple-gate  ! 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

566  "  Calm  my  mind."  L.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  calm  my  mind, 
And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought. 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 

Oh,  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame  ; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see  ; 

Oh,  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 


567 


u  Creator,  Spirit." 


L.  M 


1  Creator  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 

The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  waiting  mind  • 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human-kind. 

2  Thrice  holy  Fount,  thrice  holy  Fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  ; 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring 
To  sanctify  us,  while  we  sing. 

3  O  Source  of  uncreated  light, 

The  Father's  promised  Paraclete, — 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee  ! 

4  Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 
And  practise  all  that  we  believe  ; 
Give  us  thyself,  that  we  may  see 
The  Father  and  the  Son,  by  thee. 


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568  "  Led  by  the  Spirit."  L.  M. 

x  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  : 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ! 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 
To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 
And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  him  for  ever  blest ; 

Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share — 
Fullness  of  joy  for  ever  there  ! 

569  Pentecost.  L.  M. 
i  Blest  day  !  when  our  ascended  Lord 

Fulfilled  his  own  prophetic  word  ; 
Sent  down  his  Spirit,  to  inspire 
His  saints,  baptized  wjth  holy  fire. 

2  While  by  his  power  these  signs  were  wrought. 
While  divers  tongues  his  wisdom  taught, 
His  love  one  only  subject  gave — 

That  Jesus  died  the  world  to  save  ! 

3  Sure  peace  with  God  !— the  joyful  sound 
Pours  wide  its  sacred  influence  round  ; 
Relenting  foes  his  grace  receive, 

And  humble  myriads  hear  and  live  ! 

570  The  Comforter.  L.  M. 
i  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  Whene'er,  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires, — 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine, 
That  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

3  And,  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, — 

I  love  my  God  and  taste  nis  grace, — 
Lord  !  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 
That  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

4  Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  my  heart 

For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, — 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

571  "  Take  not  thy  Spirit  from  me:'     L.  M. 
i  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay  ! 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 


2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved  ; 

3  Yet,  oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest! 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

572  ll  He  shall  come  down  like  rain."    L.  M. 
i  As  when  in  silence  vernal  showrers 

Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 

So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

2  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

3  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

573  Prayer  for  the  Spirit.  L.   M. 
i  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Baptize  the  nations  !  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 
Till  every  people  call  him  Lord. 


574  "  Oh,  come  to-day . ' ' 

i  Come,  Holy  Ghost !  in  love, 
Shed  on  us,  from  above, 

Thine  own  bright  ray  : 
Divinely  good  thou  art ; 
Thy  sacred  gifts  impart, 
To  gladden  each  sad  heart ; 

Oh,  come  to-day  ! 
2  Come,  tendcrest  Friend,  and  best, 
Our  most  delightful  Guest ! 

With  SOOthing  power  ; 
Rest,  which  the  weary  know  ; 
Shade,  'mid  the  noontide  plow  ; 
Peace,  when  deep  griefs  o'erflow  ; 

Cheer  us,  this  hour  ! 


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3  Come,  Light  serene  !  and  still 
Our  inmost  bosoms  fill ; 

Dwell  in  each  breast: 
We  know  no  dawn  but  thine  ; 
Send  forth  thy  beams  divine, 
On  our  dark  souls  to  shine, 

And  make  us  blest. 

4  Exalt  our  low  desires  • 
Extinguish  passion's  fires ; 

Heal  every  wound  ; 
Our  stubborn  spirits  bend  ; 
Our  icy  coldness  end  ; 
Our  devious  steps  attend, 

While  heavenward  bound. 

5  Come,  all  the  faithful  bless  ; 
Let  all,  who  Christ  confess, 

His  praise  employ  : 
Give  virtue's  rich  reward  ; 
Victorious  death  accord, 
And,  with  our  glorious  Lord, 

Eternal  joy  ! 

575  kl  Let  there  be  light  I  "  6,  4- 

i  Thou  !  whose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  rlight, 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And,  where  the  gospel's  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 

"  Let  there  be  light !  " 
a  Thou  !  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind, — 
Oh,  now  to  all  mankind 

"  Let  there  be  light!" 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving  holy  Dove  ! 

Speed  forth  thy  flight : 
Move  o'er  the  waters'  face, 
Hearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And,  in  earth's  darkest  place, 

"  Let  there  be  light ! ' 

4  Blessed  and  holy  Three, 
All-Glorious  Trinity, — 

Wisdom,  Love,  Might ! 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride, 
Through  the  world,  far  and  wide, — 

11  Let  there  be  light!" 

576  Invocation.  CM. 

i  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 


2  Look  !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trilling  toys  ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs  ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

577  Fruits  of  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 
2  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter  bequeathed. 
With  us  on  earth  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame. 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue  ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
And  all  as  viewless,  too. 

3  He  came,  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  Guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  fix  his  rest. 

4  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  virtue  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness 
Is  his  and  his  alone. 

5  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace  ! 

Our  weakness  pitying  see  ; 
Oh,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
Purer  and  worthier  thee  ! 

578  "  The  Gift  of God:1  CM. 
i  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator,  come, 

Inspire  these  souls  of  thine  ; 
Till  every  heart  which  thou  hast  made 
Be  filled  with  grace  divine. 

2  Thou  art  the  Comforter,  the  gift 

Of  God,  and  fire  of  love  ; 

The  everlasting  spring  of  joy, 

And  unction  from  above. 

3  Enlighten  our  dark  souls,  till  they 

Thy  sacred  love  embrace  ; 
Assist  our  minds,  by  nature  frail, 
With  thy  celestial' grace. 


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4  Teach  us  the  Father  to  confess, 
And  Son,  from  death  revived, 
And  thee,  with  both,  O  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  art  from  both  derived. 

579  The  love  of  the  Spirit.  C.  M . 
i  O  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter, 

How  is  thy  love  despised, 
While  the  heart  longs  for  sympathy 
And  friends  are  idolized. 

2  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 

Brooding  with  dove-like  wings 
Over  the  helpless  and  the  weak 
Among  created  things ! 

3  Where  should  our  feebleness  find  strength, 

Our  helplessness  a  stay, 
Didst  thou  not  bring  us  hope  and  help, 
And  comfort,  day  by  day  ? 

4  Great  are  thy  consolations,  Lord, 

And  mighty  is  thy  power, 

In  sickness  and  in  solitude, 

In  sorrow's  darkest  hour. 

5  Oh,  if  the  souls  that  now  despise 

And  grieve  thee,  heavenly  Dove, 
Would  seek  thee,  and  would  welcome  thee, 
How  would  they  prize  thy  love  ! 

580  Pentecost.  C  M. 
i  When  God,  of  old,  came  down  from  heaven, 

In  power  and  wrath  he  came  ; 
Before  his  feet  the  clouds  were  riven, 
Half  darkness  and  half  flame. 

2  But  when  he  came  the  second  time, 

He  came  in  power  and  love  ; 
Softer  than  gales  at  morning  prime, 
Hovered  his  holy  Dove. 

3  The  fires  that  rushed  on  Sinai  down 

In  sudden  torrents  dread, 
Now  gently  light  a  glorious  crown 
On  every  sainted  head. 

4  Like  arrows  went  those  lightnings  forth, 

Winged  with  the  sinner  s  doom  ; 
But  these,  like  tongues,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Proclaiming  life  to  come. 


581 


6-io. 


i  John  5  : 
i  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son. 
Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost — 
Glory  to  God  alone  1 

2  My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
My  spirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 


C.  M. 


3  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 

Who  have  a  feast  at  home  ; 
Mv  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, 
The  Comforter  is  come  ! 

4  Down  from  on  high  the  blessed  Dove 

Is  come  into  my  breast, 
To  witness  God's  eternal  love  ; 
This  is  my  heavenly  feast. 

5  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be, 

Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost — 
Glory  to  God  alone  ! 

582  Comfortable  Assurance.  C.  M. 

i  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 

Some  token  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come- 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 


583 


C.  M. 


The  Indweller. 
i  Come,  Holy  Ghost !  our  hearts  inspire, 
Let  us  thine  influence  prove  ; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire  ! 
Fountain  of  life  and  love  ! 

2  Water  with  heavenly  dew  thy  word, 

In  this  appointed  hour  ; 
Attend  it  with  thy  presence,  Lord, 
And  bid  it  come  with  power. 

3  Open  the  hearts  of  them  that  hear, 

To  make  the  Saviour  room  ; 
Now  let  us  find  redemption  near  ; 
Let  faith  by  hearing  come. 

584  "  He  shall  testify  of  me:1         C.  M, 

i  Spirit  of  truth,  oh,  let  me  know 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me  ; 
Its  conquering, quickening  power  bestow, 

To  set  me  wholly  free. 

2  I  long  to  know  its  depth  and  height, 
To  scan  its  breadth  and  length  ; 
Drink  in  its  ocean  of  delight. 
And  triumph  in  its  strength. 


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3  It  is  thine  office  to  reveal 

My  Saviour's  wondrous  love  ; 
Oh,  deepen  on  my  heart  thy  seal, 
And  bless  me  from  above. 

585  The  Abiding  Presence.  C.   M. 

1  Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 

Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Revive  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  "lis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed  • 
'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be, 
That  we,  with  humble,  holy  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear 

That  we  are  sons  of  God, 
Redeemed  from  sin,  from  death  and  hell, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

586  "Abba,  Father."  CM. 

1  Our  Holy  Father  and  our  God  ! 

We  come  before  thy  face, 
To  bless  thee  for  that  gift  divine, 
The  Spirit  of  thy  grace. 

2  Precious  the  promise,  now  fulfilled 

Through  Jesus  set  on  high  ; 
The  spirit  of  adoption  ours, 
We,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

3  By  him  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love 

Are  kept  alive  and  grow  ; 
Through  Jesus'  blood  he  gives  the  heart 
A  perfect  peace  to  know. 

4  The  souls,  in  his  communion  blest, 

Pant  for  the  things  above  • 
As  seeks  the  hart  for  water-brooks, 
So  we  the  springs  of  love. 

5  Blest  Comforter  of  all  thy  saints, 

Wro  love  the  heavenly  way, 
We,  by  thy  might,  would  run  the  race, 
Till  we  have  won  the  day. 


587  The  Indweller. 

1  Spirit  Divine  !  attend  our  prayer, 

And  make  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power 
Come    Holy  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Cnme  as  the  light :  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe  : 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 


C.    M. 


3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame  : 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  wind,  with  rushing  sound, 

With  Pentecostal  grace  ; 
And  make  the  great  salvation  known 
Wide  as  the  human  race. 

5  Spirit  Divine,  at'.end  our  prayer, 

And  make  oui  hearts  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  al.  thy  gracious  power  : 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ! 

588  »  Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart."  S.  M. 

1  Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord  ! 

The  Holy  Ghost  send  down  ; 
Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Saviour,  what  we  more  desire. 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life,  and  light,  and  love, 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give  ; 
Quicken  our  souls,  our  guilt  remoye 
That  we  in  Christ  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace, 
And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

589  Philippians  2 :  ia,  13.  S.  M. 

1  'Tis  God  the  Spirit  leads 

In  paths  before  unknown  ; 
The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Supported  by  his  grace, 

We  still  pursue  our  way  ; 
And  hope  at  last  to  reach' the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'Tis  he  that  works  to  will, 

'Tis  he  that  works  to  do  ; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

590  The  Comforter  here.  S.  M, 

1  The  Comforter  has  come, 

We  feel  his  presence  here, 
Our  hearts  would  now  no  longer  roam, 
But  bow  in  filial  fear. 

2  This  tenderness  of  love, 

This  hush  of  solemn  power, — 
'Tis  heaven  descending  from  above, 
To  fill  this  favored  hour. 


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3  Earth's  darkness  all  has  fled, 

Heaven's  light  serenely  shines, 
And  every  heart,  divinely  led, 
To  holy  thought  inclines. 

4  No  more  let  sin  deceive, 

Nor  earthly  cares  betray, 
Oh,  let  us  never,  never  grieve 
The  Comforter  away ! 

591        "  The  earnest  in  our  hearts" 
i  Come,  Spirit,  source  of  light, 

Thy  grace  is  unconfined  ; 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 

The  darkness  of  the  mind. 

a  Now  to  our  eyes  display 

The  truth  thy  words  reveal ; 
Cause  us  to  run  the  heavenly  way, 
Delighting  in  thy  will. 

3  Thy  teachings  make  us  know 

The  mysteries  of  thy  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below, 
The  joy  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  this  maze  we  stray, 

Oh,  spread  thy  beams  abroad  ; 
Disclose  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  our  steps  to  God. 


S.  M. 


592 


Invocation. 


i  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
With  energy  divine  ; 
And  on  this  poor  benighted  soul ; 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

a  Oh,  melt  this  frozen  heart : 
This  stubborn  will  subdue  ; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

3  Mine  will  the  profit  be, 

Kut  thine  shall  be  the  praise  ; 
And  unto  thee  I  will  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

593  Invocation. 

i  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ! 
Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin  • 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  lears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 


S.  M. 


S.  M. 


4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  thee. 

594  Pentecost.  S.  M. 
i  Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power  ! 

2  We  meet  with  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place, 
And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

3  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul,  one  feeling  breathe. 

4  The  young,  the  old  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above  ; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

5  Spirit  of  truth,  be  thou 

In  life  and  death  our  guide  ! 
O  Spirit  of  adoption,  now 
May  we  be  sanctified. 

595  "  Comforter  Divine."  S.  M. 
i  Blest  Comforter  divine  ! 

Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 
Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine. 
And  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Turn  us,  with  gentle  voice, 

From  every  sinful  way, 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 

Make  every  cloud  of  care, 
And  ev'n  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  Oh,  fill  thou  every  heart 

With  love  to  all  our  race  ; 
Great  Comforter,  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

596  "  Love  Divine."  J, 
i  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine  ! 

Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Kill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


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2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  tree  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, — 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord  !  for  ever  thine. 

597  "  Lord  0/ Light:1 

1  Holy  Spirit !  Lord  of  Light  ! 
From  thy  clear  celestial  height, 
Come,  thou  Light  of  all  that  live  ! 
Thy  pure  beaming  radiance  give  ! 

2  Come,  thou  Father  of  the  poor  ! 
Come  with  treasures  which  endure  ; 
Thou,  of  all  consolers  best, 
Visiting  the  troubled  breast. 

3  Thou  in  toil  art  comfort  sweet ; 
Pleasant  coolness  in  the  heat ; 
Solace  in  the  midst  of  woe  ; 
Dost  refreshing  peace  bestow. 

4  Light  immortal  !  light  divine  ! 
Visit  thou  these  hearts  of  thine  ; 
If  thou  take  thy  grace  away, 
Nothing  pure  id  man  will  stay. 

5  Heal  our  wounds — our  strength  renew  ; 
On  our  dryness  pour  thy  dew  ; 

Wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away  ; 
Guide  the  steps  that  go  astray. 

6  Give  us  comfort  when  we  die  ; 
Give  us  life  with  thee  on  high  ; 
In  thy  sevenfold  gifts  descend  ; 
Give  us  joys  which  never  end. 

3^0  Luke  11  :  13. 

1  Holy  Ghost  !  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost  !  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost !  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  'heart  of  mine  ; 
Hid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 


4  Holy  Spirit !  all-divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme — and  reign  alone. 

599  John  16:  13. 

1  Holy  Spirit !  gently  come, 

Raise  us  from  our  fallen  state  ; 
Fix  thy  everlasting  home 
In  the  hearts  thou  didst  create. 

2  Now  thy  quickening  influence  bring, 

On  our  spirits  sweetly  move  ; 
Open  every  mouth  to  sing 
Jesus'  everlasting  love. 

3  Take  the  things  of  Christ,  and  show 

What  our  Lord  for  us  hath  done  ; 
May  we  God  the  Father  know 
Through  his  well-beloved  Son. 

600  "Work  in  all." 

1  Holy  Ghost,  thou  Source  of  light  ' 

We  invoke  thy  kindling  ray  : 
Dawn  upon  our  spirits'  night, 
Turn  our  darkness  into  day. 

2  To  the  anxious  soul  impart 

Hope,  all  other  hopes  above  ; 
Stir  the  dull  and  hardened  heart 
With  a  longing  and  a  love. 

3  Give  the  struggling,  peace  for  strife  ; 

Give  the  doubting,  light  for  gloom  • 
Speed  the  living  into  life, 
Warn  the  dying  of  their  doom. 

4  Work  in  all,  in  all  renew, 

Day  by  day,  the  life  divine  ; 
All  our  wills  to  thee  subdue, 
All  our  hearts  to  thee  incline. 

oOl  M  Our  hearts  inspire" 

1  Come,  divine  and  peaceful  Guest, 
Enter  each  devoted  breast  ; 
Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Kindle  there  the  Gospel  fire. 

2  Hid  our  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  heavenly  peace  ; 
Joy  divine  we  then  shall  prove, 
Light  of  truth— and  fire  of"  love. 

602  Invocation. 

1  Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high, 
Hend  on  us  a  pitying  eve  ; 
Animate  the  drooping  heart, 
Hid  the  power  of  sin  depart. 

2  Light  up  every  dark  recess 
Ot  our  heart's  ungodliness  ; 
Show  us  every  devious  wav, 
Where  our  steps  have  gone  astray. 


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3  Teach  us  with  repentant  grief 
Humbly  to  implore  relief, 
Then  the  Saviour's  blood  reveal. 
All  our  deep  disease  to  heal. 

4  Other  groundwork  should  we  lay, 
Sweep  those  empty  hopes  away  ; 
Make  us  feel  that  Christ  alone 
Can  for  human  guilt  atone. 

5  May  we  daily  grow  in  grace, 
And  pursue  the  heavenly  race, 
Trained  in  wisdom,  led  by  love, 
Till  we  reach  our  rest  above. 

603  Lukeg:  23.  L-  M. 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," — 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  : 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4.  Lord  !  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  : 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new : 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

604  "  One  thing  needful."  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  engrave  it  on  my  heart, 
That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  art ; 
I  could  from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  Needful  is  thy  most  precious  blood, 
To  reconcile  my  soul  to  God  ; 
Needful  is  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Needful  thy  all-prevailing  prayer. 

3  Needful  thy  presence,  dearest  Lord, 
True  peace  and  comfort  to  afford  ; 
Needful  thy  promise,  to  impart 
Fresh  life  and  vigor  to  my  heart. 

4  Needful  art  thou,  my  guide,  my  stay, 
Through  all  life's  dark  and  weary  way  ; 
Nor  less  in  death  thou'lt  needful  be, 
To  bring  my  spirit  home  to  thee. 

5  Then  needful  still,  mv  God,  my  King, 
Thy  name  eternally  I'll  sing  ! 

Glory  and  praise  be  ever  his, — 
The  one  tiling  needlul  Jesus  is  ! 


605  Job  *-.  17-21.  L.  M. 

1  Shall  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 
More  holy,  wise,  or  just,  than  he  ? 

2  Behold  !  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compared  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay  ; 
Touched  by  the  finger'of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanish  like  a  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight ; 
Buried  in  dust  whole  nations  lie, 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Power,  to  thee  we  bow  , 
How  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  thou  I 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

606  "  In  jeopardy  every  hour •"    C.  r.  M. 

1  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas,  I  stand, 

Secure  !  insensible  ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God  !  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress : 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late  ; 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

Wnen  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord  !  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ! 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here,— 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  tear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure  ! 

5  Then  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Then  bid  me  in  thy  presence  live, 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


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607  "  Must  be  born  again."       C.  P.  M. 
1  Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 

My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go  ; 
One  solemn  truth  increased  my  pain, 
ik  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  sink  to  endless  woe. 

a  I  heard  the  law  its  thunders  roll, 
While  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul — 

A  vast  oppressive  load  ; 
All  creature-aid  I  saw  was  vain  ; 
M  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

3  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell — 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell 

To  bring  salvation  near  ; 
Yet  still  I  found  this  truth  remain — 
M  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  sink  in  deep  despair. 

4  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 

The  bleeding  Saviour  passed  that  way, 

My  bondage  to  remove  ; 
The  sinner,  once  by  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

608  John  1  :  12,  13.  C.  M. 

1  Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

a  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace  ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
New-models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

609  "  All  become  guilty."  CM. 
1  Vain  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men 

On  their  own  works  have  built ; 
Their  hearts,  by  nature,  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions,  guilt. 

Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 

Without  a  murmuring  word  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 

Guilty  before  the  Lord. 


3  Jesus  !  how  glorious  is  thy  grace  ;— 
When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness, 
That  makes  the  sinner  just. 

610  Matthew  7 :  14.  CM. 

1  Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  * 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 

The  mind  and  will  renewed, 
Passion  suppressed,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Lord  !  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 

Fulfill  a  task  so  hard  ! 
Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

611  »  Prisoners  out  of  the  Pit."         C.  M. 

1  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 

Our  sin — how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  holds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace, 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 

11  Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 

And  trust  a  pardoning  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief ; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord  : 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief! 

4  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall  ; 
Be  thou  my  Strength  and  Righteousness, 
My  Saviour  and  my  All. 

612  Perfectly  helpless.  C  M. 

1  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  almighty  Spirit !  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'Tis  thine,  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise  j 
To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall, 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes  ; — 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  : 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 


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5  Oh,  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 
And  give  them  life  divine  ; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

613  No  life  by  law.  C.  M. 
i  In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 

By  methods  of  our  own  : 
Nothing,  O  Saviour  !  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

2  The  threatenings  of  the  broken  law 

Impress  the  soul  with  dread  : 
If  God  his  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
It  strikes  the  spirit  dead. 

3  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 

Hath  answered  these  demands  ; 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Are  offered  by  thy  hands. 

4  Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord  ! 

'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest : 
For  ever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thy  name  for  ever  blessed. 

614  Romans-]-.  7-13.  C.  M. 

1  Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 

And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  1  am. 

3  Mv  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load  ; 

My  sins  revived  again  : 
I  had  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

5  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath 

For  some  kind  power  to  save, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 

And  thus  redeem  the  slave 


615  1 1  /  say  u  nto  a  11,  Watch . ' ' 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  sou]  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill  ; 
Oh,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
TO  do  my  Master's  will. 


S.  M. 


3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  oh,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

616  "  T/iy  work  alone."  S.  M. 

1  Not  what  these  hands  have  done 

Can  save  this  guilty  soul : 
Not  what  this  toiling  flesh  has  borne 
Can  make  my  spirit  whole. 

2  Not  what  I  feel  or  do 

Can  give  me  peace  with  God  ; 
Not  all  my  prayers,  and  sighs,  and  tears, 
Can  bear  my  awful  load. 

3  Thy  work  alone,  O  Christ, 

Can  ease  this  weight  of  sin  ; 
Thy  blood  alone,  O  Lamb  of  God, 
Can  give  me  peace  within. 

617  Psalm  15.  S.  M. 

1  Can  sinners  hope  for  heaven, 

Who  love  this  world  so  well  ? 
Or  dream  of  future  happiness, 
While  on  the  road  to  hell  ? 

2  Shall  they  hosannas  sing, 

With  an  unhallowed  tongue  ? 
Shall  palms  adorn  the  guilty  hand 
Which  does  its  neighbor  wrong  ? 

3  Thy  grace,  O  God,  alone, 

Good  hope  can  e'er  afford  ! 
The  pardoned  and  the  pure  shall  see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

618  Necessity  of  Atonement.  S.  M. 

1  Like  sheep  we  went  astray, 

And  broke  the  fold  of  God — 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour, 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke! 

His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head, 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 


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619  Deuteronomy  30:   19.  ^«  M. 

1  Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found — 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  : 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  : 

Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 

Around  the  second  death  ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun  ; 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

620  2  Corinthians  5:  21.  «5«  M. 

1  How  heavy  is  the  night 

That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise  ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven  ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways : 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

621  The  atonement.  S.  M. 
1  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 

Or  wash  away  the  stain. 
8  But  Christ  the  heavenly  Lamb 

Takes  all  our  sins  away, 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 
3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 

And  there  confess  my  sin. 


4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear,- 

When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 

And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  dying  love. 

622  Zechariah  13  :  1.  C.  M. 

1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

6  Lord,  I  believe  thou  hast  prepared, 

Unworthy  though  I  be, 
For  me  a  blood-bought,  free  reward, 
A  golden  harp  for  me. 

7  'Tis  strung,  and  tuned  for  endless  years. 

And  formed  by  power  divine, 
To  sound  in  God  the  Father's  ears 
No  other  name  but  thine. 


623 


C.  M 


M  A  mazing  Grace." 

1  Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound 

That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found — 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  aid  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed  ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

1  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  hath  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  gra^c  will  had  me  home. 


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4  Vca — when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  vail, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

5  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below, 
Will  be  for  ever  mine. 


624 


God  Reconciled. 


C.  M. 


x  Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes, 
Up  to  the  courts  above. 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  : 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 

Nor  double  flaming  sword. 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son  ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  the  almighty  throne. 

4  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high, 
And  glory  to  the  eternal  King, 
Who  lays  his  anger  by. 

625  "  O/i^  amazing  Love  !  "  C.  M. 
i  Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief- 
He  saw,  and — oh,  amazing  love  ! — 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh,  for  this  love  let  roc.ks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels!  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But,  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

626  The  Saviour  s  Robe.  C.  M 
j  Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 

Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 


2  'Tis  he  adorned  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine  ; 

Upon  a  poor,  polluted  worm, 

He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heavenly  robe  excels 

What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 
These  ornaments  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love, 

And  hope  and  every  grace  ; 

But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 

The  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  arrayed, 

By  the  great  sacred  Three  ; 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise, 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 


627 


1  Good-nvill  and  Peace.1 


C.  M 


i  Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  rolled  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy,  was  new 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The  impetuous  torrent  ran  j 
And  angels  flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  • 
11  Good  will  and  peace  "  are  heard  throughout 
The  harmonious  angel-throng. 

6  AN' it h  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, — 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete  ; 
Jesus  was  born  to  die  I  " 

628  "  yeSus  died  for  me."  C.  M  . 

i  Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne, 

And  all  thv  glory  see  ; 
This  is  inv  Stay,  and  this  alone, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me. 


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2  How  can  a  soul  condemned  to  die, 

Escape  the  just  decree  ? 
Helpless,  and  full  of  sin  am  I, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Burdened  with  sin's  oppressive  chain, 

Oh,  how  can  I  get  free  ? 
No  peace  can  all  my  efforts  gain, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

4  And  Lord,  when  I  behoM  thy  face, 

This  must  be  all  my  plea  ; 
Save  me  by  thy  almighty  grace, 
For  Jesus  died  for  me. 

629  »•  Salvation  I  "—Ps.  68  :  19.  C.  M. 

1  Salvation  ! — oh,  the  joyful  sound  ! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; — 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !— let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around  ; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

630  Lukezs-.j.  CM. 

1  Oh,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 

When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And,  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns. 

2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ  ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 

3  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire  : — 
11  The  sinner  lost  is  found,    they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

631  God's  compassion.  C  M. 

1  Jesus, — and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky, 

To  bear  our  griefs  and  woes  ? 
And  didst  thou  bleed,  and  groan  and  die, 
For  thy  rebellious  foes  ? 

2  Well  might  the  heavens  with  wonder  view 

A  love  so  strange  as  thine  ! 
No  thought  of  angels  ever  knew 
'      Compassion  so  divine  ! 

3  Is  there  a  heart  that  will  not  bend 

To  thy  divine  control  ? 
Descend,  O  sovereign  love,  descend, 
And  melt  that  stubborn  soul. 


4  Oh,  may  our  willing  hearts  confess 
Thy  sweet,  thy  gentle  sway  ; 
Glad  captives  of  thy  matchless  grace, 
Thy  righteous  rule  obey. 

632  Our  Surety.  H.  M. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  arise  ! 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears  ; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands  : 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Mv  God  is  reconciled  ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear  ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child  ; 

I  can  no  longer  fear  ; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

633  Theyear  of  Jubilee.  H.  M 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  j 

The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  : 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 
Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 

The  year,  etc. 

3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above, 
Come,  take  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love. 

The  year,  etc. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace, 
And  saved  from  earth  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face. 

The  year,  etc. 

634  "  It  is  finished."  H.  M. 
1  The  atoning  work  is  done, 

The  Victim's  blood  is  shed, 
And  Jesus  now  is  \ 

His  people's  cause  to  plead  ; 
He  stands  in  heaven,  their  great  High  Priest, 
He  bears  their  names  upon  his  breast. 


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2  He  sprinkles  with  his  blood 

The  mercy-seat  above  ; 
For  justice  had  withstood 

The  purposes  of  love  ; 
But  justice  now  withstands  no  more, 
And  mercy  yields  her  boundless  store. 

3  No  temple  made  with  hands, 

His  place  of  service  is; 
In  heaven  itself  he  stands, 

A  heavenly  priesthood  his: 
In  him  the  shadows  of  the  law 
Are  all  fulfilled,  and  now  withdraw. 

4  And  though  a  while  he  be 

Hid  from  the  eyes  of  men, 
His  people  look  to  see 

Their  great  High  Priest  again  ; 
In  brightest  glory  he  will  come, 
And  take  his  waiting  people  home. 

635  "  Escape  for  thy  life. "  12. 

i  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  the 
mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a 

fountain  ; 
For  sin  and   uncleanness,  and  every  trans- 
gression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely   in   streams  of 
salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the   Lamb,  who  hath  purchased 

our  pardon, 
We'll   praise   him  again,  when  we   pass  over 
Jordan ! 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded  !  oh,  flee  to  the 

Saviour  ! 

He  calls  you  in  mercy,  'tis  infinite  favor; 

Your  sins  are  increasing,  escape  to  the  moun- 
tain— 

His  blood  can  remove  them,  it  flows  from  the 
fountain. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  etc. 

3  O  Jesus  !  ride  onward,  triumphantly  glorious  ! 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou  art  more  than 

victorious  ; 

Thy  name  is  the  theme  of  the  great  congre- 
gation 

While   angels  and   men   raise  the   shout    of 
salvation. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  etc. 

4  With  joy  shall    we  stand,  when  escaped   to 

the  shore  ; 
With  harps  in  our  hands,  we'll  praise  him  the 
more  ! 

We'll  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  banks  of 

(he  river. 
And  sing  of  salvation  for  ever  and  ever  ! 


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Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  hath  purchased 

our  pardon, 
We'll  praise  him  again,  when  we  pass  over 

Jordan ! 

000  lt  Loving-kindness." — Ps.  36  :  7.    L.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 

And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise  , 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  : 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free  ' 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 

Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all  ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate  : 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along  : 

His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  strong  ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud. 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  : 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  good  ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  ; 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail  : 
Oh,  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death  ! 

6  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  brignt  world  of  endless  day  ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skiesJ 

637  "  It  is  Finished!  "  1'.  M. 

1  Nothing,  either  great  or  small, 

Remains  for  me  to  do  • 
Jesus  died,  and  paid  it  all, 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe  ! 
Cho. — Jesus  paid  it  all. 

All  the  debt  I  owe, 
Jesus  died  and  paid  it  all, 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 

2  When  he  from  his  lofty  throne, 

Stooped  clown  to  do  and  die, 
Everything  was  fully  done  ; 
"  'Tis  finished  !  "  was  his  cry. — Cho. 

3  Weary  not,  O  toiling  one, 

Whate'er  thy  conflict  be, 
Work  lor  him  with  cheerful  heart. 
Who  Suffered  all  for  thee. — Cho. 

4  Clinging  to  the  Saviour's  cross, 

Look  up  by  simple  faith, 
Praise  him  for  the  pardoning  love 
That  saves  from  endless  death. — Cho. 

5  Bring  a  willing  sacrifice — 

Thy  soul  to  Jesus'  feet ; 
Stand  in  him,  in  him  alone, 
All  glorious  and  complete.-  Cho. 


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638  A  hiding-place —Ps.  32:  7.        L-  M. 

1  Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  formed  the  plan 
To  save  rebellious,  ruined  man  ! 

Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky 
I  tought,  with  weapons  lifted  high  ; 
I  madly  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Regardless  of  a  hiding-place. 

3  Yet  when  God's  justice  rose  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  burning  mount  I  tlew  ; 
Keen  were  the  pangs  of  my  distress — 
The  mountain  was  no  hiding-place. 

4  But  a  celestial  voice  I  heard, 

A  bleeding  Saviour  then  appeared  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  of  his  grace, 
1  found  in  him  a  hiding-place. 

5  On  him  the  weight  of  vengeance  fell, 
That  else  had  sunk  a  world  to  hell  ; 
Then,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise 
Thy  Saviour  God,  thy  hiding-place  ! 


639 


"  Jesus  paid  it  all.1 


P.   M. 


1  I  hear  the  Saviour  say, 

Thy  strength  indeed  is  small  ; 
Child  of  weakness,  watch  and  pray, 

Find  in  me  thine  all  in  all. 
Cho. — Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  to  him  I  owe  ; 
Sin  had  left  a  crimson  stain  ; 
He  washed  it  white  as  snow. 

2  Lord,  now  indeed  I  find 

Thy  faith,  and  thine  alone, 
Can  change  the  leper's  spots, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. — Cho. 

3  For  nothing  good  have  I 

Whereby  thy  grace  to  claim — 
I'll  wash  my  garment  white 
In  the  blood  of  Calvary's  Lamb.— Cho. 

4  When  from  my  dying  bed 

My  ransomed  soul  shall  rise, 
Then  "  Jesus  paid  it  all  " 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies. — Cho. 

And  when  before  the  throne 

1  stand  in  him  complete, 
I'll  lay  my  trophies  down, 

All  down  at  Jesus'  feet.— Cho. 


640  "  Thy  face  will  I seek."  P    M. 

1  I  hear  thy  welcome  voice, 

That  calls  me,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
For  cleansing  in  thy  precious  blood, 

That  flowed  on  Calvary. 
Cho. — I  am  coming,  Lord  ! 

Coming  now  to  thee  ! 
Wash  me,  cleanse  me,  in  the  blood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary  ' 

2  Though  coming  weak  and  vile, 

Thou  dost  my  strength  assure  ; 

Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  cleanse, 

Till  spotless  all,  and  pure. — Cho. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on 

To  perfect  faith  and  love, 
To  perfect  hope,  and  peace,  and  trust, 
For  earth  and  heaven  above. — Cho. 

4  And  he  the  witness  gives 

To  loyal  hearts  and  free, 
That  every  promise  is  fulfilled, 
If  faith  but  brings  the  plea. — Cho. 

5  All  hail !  atoning  blood  ! 

All  hail !  redeeming  grace  ! 
All  hail !  the  gift  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
Our  Strength  and  Righteousness.— Cho. 


641 


14  Come  and  welcome.1'1 
From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear  ! — 
ik  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 


2  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne — 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan? 

On  my  pierced  bodv  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid — 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

3  "  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  bounty  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Thou  shalt  be  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

4  "  Soon  the  days  of"  life  shall  end — 
Lo,  I  come — your  Saviour,  Friend  ! 
Safe  your  spirit  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

CJp  to  my  eternal  home — 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  !  " 


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642  M  The  old,  old  Story  r  7  A  D. 
i  Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 

Of  unseen  things  abore, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
Tell  me  the  story  simply, 

As  to  a  little  child, 
For  I  am  weak  and  weary, 
And  helpless  and  defiled. 
Cho. — Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

m  fell  me  the  story  slowly, 

That  I  may  take  it  in— 
That  wonderful  Redemption, 

God's  remedy  for  sin  ! 
Tell  me  the  story  often, 

For  I  forget  so  soon  ! 
The  "  early  dew"  of  morning 

Has  passed  away  at  noon  ! — Cho. 

3  Tell  me  the  story  softly, 

With  earnest  tones,  and  grave  ; 
Remember  !  I'm  the  sinner 

Whom  Jesus  came  to  save. 
Tell  me  that  story  always, 

If  you  would  really  be, 
In  any  time  of  trouble, 

A  comforter  to  me. — Cho. 

4  Tell  me  the  same  old  story, 

When  you  have  cause  to  fear 
That  this  world's  empty  glory 

Is  costing  me  too  dear. 
Yes,  and  when  that  world's  glory 

Is  drawing  on  my  soul, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story  : 

11  Christ  Jesus  makes  thee  whole.'' — Cho. 

643  The  Story  of  the  Cross.         7,  6.  D. 
i  I  love  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

Because  I  know  'tis  true  ; 
It  satisfies  my  longings, 

As  nothing  else  can  do. 
Cho. — I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory  ; 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

a  I  love  to  tell  the  story  : 
'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 

What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 
More  Wonderfully  sweet 


1  love  to  tell  the  story  : 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation, 

From  God's  own  holy  word. — Cho. 

3  I  love  to  tell  the  story  ; 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I'll  sing  the  New,  New  Song, 
'Twill  be — the  Old,  Old  Story 

That  I  have  loved  so  long. — Cho. 

644  "  The  Cross  of  Jesus"         7,  6.  D, 

i  I  saw  the  cross  of  Jesus, 

When  burdened  with  my  sin  ; 
I  sought  the  cross  of  Jesus, 
To  give  me  peace  within  ; 
I  brought  my  soul  to  Jesus, 

He  cleansed  it  in  his  blood  ; 
And  in  the  cross  of  Jesus 

I  found  my  peace  with  God. 
Cho. — No  righteousness,  no  merit. 
No  beauty  can  I  plead  ; 
Yet  in  the  cross  I  glory, 
My  title  there  I  read. 

2  Sweet  is  the  cross  of  Jesus  ! 

There  let  my  weary  heart 

Still  rest  in  peace  unshaken, 

Till  with  him,  ne'er  to  part ; 
And  then  in  strains  of  glory 

I'll  sing  his  wondrous  power, 
Where  sin  can  never  enter, 

And  death  is  known  no  more. 
Cho. — I  love  the  cross  of  Jesus, 
It  tells  me  what  I  am  ; 
A  vile  and  guilty  creature, 

Saved  only  through  the  Lamb. 


645 


L.  M 


"One  thing  needful. 
i   Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares? 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought. 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain  ? 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue  : 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart ; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart  ; 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trilling  cares 
That  lite  which  thy  compassion  spares. 


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646  Psalm  83.  .  t       L.  M. 
i  While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 

But  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 

Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away. 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise  ; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

5  Now  God  invites — how  blest  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

647  u  Not  always  strive.*'  L.  M. 
i  Say,  sinner  !  hath  a  voice  within 

Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin. 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

a  Sinner  !  it  was  a  heavenly  voice, — 
It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call  ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard,  in  time,  the  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  mayst  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  rind. 

4  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  hardened,  self-destroying  man  ; 
Ye  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

5  Sinner  !  perhaps,  this  very  day, 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be  : 
Oh,  shouldst  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

648  ll  Come,  weary  souls !  "  L.  M. 
i  Come,  weary  souls  !  with  sin  distressed, 

Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace, — 
How  rich  trie  gift,  how  free  the  grace  ' 


3  Lord  !  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come,  with  trembling  ;  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

4  Dear  Saviour  '  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,— our  fears  remove  ; 
Oh,  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

649  "  God  calling  yet  !  "  L.  M. 
i  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear? 

Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear  ? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumbers  lie  ? 

2  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  rise  ? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise, 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay? 
He  calls  me  still ;  can  I  delay  ? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet ;  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live  ? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake  ; 

He  calls  me  still ;  my  heart,  awake  ! 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay  ; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay  ; 

Vain  world,  farewell  !  from  thee  I  part  ; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 

650  "A  Stranger  at  the  door."  L.  M. 
t  Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door  ! 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before. 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still  ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh,  lovely  attitude  !  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  laden  hands  ; 
Oh,  matchless  kindness  !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will,  the  very  friend  you  need — 
The  Friend  of  sinners  ;  yes,  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in 

5  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn, 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return  • 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
When  at  his  door  denied  you'll  skind. 


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651  Esther  4:   16.  C.  M, 

1  Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  ; — 

2  Cl  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 

Like  mountains  round  me  close  ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  M  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  ll  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
But  if  I  perish,  1  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go  ; 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die." 

652  "  The  Saviour  calls.11  C  M. 

1  The  Saviour  calls  ; — let  every  ear 

Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls  !  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow. 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners  !  come  •  'tis  mercy's  voice  : 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour  !  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink  and  never  die. 

653  The  Gospel  call.  CM. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls  ! 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys, 
To  hll  an  empty  mind  ;— 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites, 
The  nch  provision  taste. 


4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  \ 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst, 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord  !  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

654  The  Prodigal  Son.  C.  M 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

Thy  Father  calls  for  thee  : 
No  longer  now  an  exile  roam 
In  guilt  and  misery. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

Thy  Saviour  calls  for  thee  : 
"  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come  ;  " 
Oh,  now  for  refuge  flee  ! 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

'Tis  madness  to  delay  : 
There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb  ; 
And  brief  is  mercy's  day  ! 

655  Come  sincerely.  C  M. 

1  O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer, 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  Oh,  let  us,  then,  with  heart-felt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  O  righteous  Jud^e  !  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need, 

We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 

And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

656  Isaiah  55  17.  CM. 

1  Return,  O  Wanderer,  now  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ! 
Those  new  desires,  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return  ! 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh  ; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return  ! 

Thy  Savimir  bids  thee  live  : 
Go  to  his  bleeding  teet.  and  learn 
How  freely  he  11  forgive. 


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4  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 
And  wipe  the  falling  tear  ! 
Thy  Father  calls— no  longer  mourn  : 
His  love  invites  thee  near. 

657  Amazing  Grace.  C  M. 

1  Oh,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gospel  found. 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound  ! 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds 

Your  every  burden  bring  ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, — 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts  : 
Come,  thirsty  s'ouls  !  your  wants  disclose 
And  drink,  with  thankful  hearts. 

658  Luke  19:  41.  S.  M. 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

Angels  with  wonder  see  ; 
Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul ! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear  : 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

659  m  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride."       S.  M. 
1  The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  ik  Sinner,  come  ;  " 
The  bride,  the  Church  of  Christ,  proclaims. 

To  all  his  children,  vi  Come  !  " 
a  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  kk  Come  !  " 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness 

To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come  ! 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

Oh,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  vk  I  quickly  come  ;" 
Lord,  even  so  ;  we  wait  thine  hour  ; 
O  blest  Redeemer,  come  ! 

660  The  accepted  time.  S.  M. 
1  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
O  sinners  !  come,  wiihout  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 


2  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late  ; — 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  teast  them  with  thy  love  ; 
Then  will  the  angels  spread  their  wings, 
And  bear  the  news  above. 


661  Expostulation. 

1  And  canst  thou,  sinner  !  slight 

The  call  of  love  divine  ? 
Shall  God,  with  tenderness  invite, 
And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 

The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  oppressed  ? 

3  To-day,  a  pardoning  God 

Will  hear  the  suppliant  pray, 
To-day,  a  Saviour  s  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 

662  "  No  other  name." 

1  Weeping  will  not  save  me — 
Though  my  face  were  bathed  in  tears, 
That  could  not  allay  my  fears, 
Could  not  wash  the"  sins  of  years, 

Weeping  will  not  save  me. 
Cho. — Jesus  wept  and  died  for  me  ; 
Jesus  suffered  on  the  tree  : 
Jesus  waits  to  make  me  free ; 
He  alone  can  save  me. 

2  •    Working  will  not  save  me — 
Purest  deeds  that  I  can  do, 
Honest  thought  and  feelings  too, 
Cannot  form  my  soul  anew, 

Working  will  not  save  me. — Cho. 

3  Waiting  will  not  save  me — 
Helpless,  guilty,  lost,  I  lie  ; 
In  my  ear  is  mercy's  cry  ; 

If  I  wait  I  can  but  die — 
Waiting  will  not  save  me. — Cho. 

4  Faith  in  Christ  will  save  me — 
Let  me  trust  thy  weeping  Son  ; 
Trust  the  work' that  he  has  done  ; 
To  his  arms.  Lord,  help  me  run- 
Faith  in  Christ  will  save  me.— Cho. 


S.  M 


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663  «e*.l:«S.  P-  M- 

i  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ! 
Ye  wanderers,  come  ; 
Oh,  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ; 
Oh,  hear  him  now  ! 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ; 

For  refuge  fly  ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  : 

Yield  to  his  power  ; 
Oh,  grieve  him  not  away  ! 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

664  "  Here  speaks  the  Comforter."'  II,  IO. 
i  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  : 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel  ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell 

your  anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that   heaven  cannot 

heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  comfortless,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure  ; 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying — 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven   cannot 
cure. 

7  Here  see  the  Bread  of  Life  ;  see  waters  flow- 
ing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from 
above  ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love — come,  ever  know- 
ing 
Earth  nas  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

665  M  Children  of wrath."  P.M. 
i  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow  ! 

Filled  with  dismay, 
Wait  not  for  to-morrow, 

Yield  thee  to  day  : 

Heaven  bids  thee  come, 

While  yet  there's  room. 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow  ! 

Hear  and  obey. 

a  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Why  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Come  while  thou  canst  borrow 
Help  from  on  high  : 
Grieve  not  that  love 
Which  from  above, 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Would  bring  thee  nigh. 


3  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Thy  moments  glide, 
Like  the  flitting  arrow, 

Or  the  rushing  tide  ; 

Ere  time  is  o'er, 

Heaven's  grace  implore  ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

In  Christ  confide. 

666  "  Why  will  ye  die  !  "  II. 
i  Oh,  turn  ye,  oh,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 

When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says.  Come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 

Oh,  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe. 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come  ? 

'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome  ;  he  bids  you  come 

home. 

667  "  /  made  haste" — Ps.ng:  6o.  II. 
i  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near, 

The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee  ; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here  ; 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  nor,  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus  thy  God  ? 
A  fountain  is  open,  how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning 
blood? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  Mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to-day  ; 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb  ; 

Her  message  unheeded  will  soon  pass  away! 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  grace 

Lone  grieved  and  resisted  may  take  his  sad 
flight. 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand. 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens 
shall  fade. 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment 
shall  stand  ; 
What  power  then,  O  sinner,  will  lend  thee 
its  aid  ! 

668        "Acquaint  thyself  ." — Job  ii\  i\.       I  !• 

i  Acouaint  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with  God, 

And  joy,  like  the  sunshine  shall  beam  on  thy 

road, 
And  peace,  like  the  dewdrop,  shall  fall  on  thy 

head, 
And  sleep,  like  an  angel,  shall  visit  thy  bed. 


INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 


143 


9  Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with  God, 
And   he   shall  be   with  thee  when   fears  are 

abroad  ; 
Thy  Safeguard  in  danger  that  threatens  thy 

path  ; 
Thy  joy  in  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death. 

669  Ezekiel^:  11.  7-  D- 

1  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you — Why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  ; 

He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, — 
Whv,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you — Why  If 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God  the  Spirit,  asks  you — Why  ? 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Urged  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

0  ye  dying  sinners  !  why, 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  ? 

670  Christ's  free  call.  7- 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  ; 

1  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Thou  who,  homeless  and  forlorn. 

Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn  ; 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ! 
Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  ! 

4  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

0  71  il  To-morrow" — J  as.  4  :   13.  J. 

1  Hasten,  sinner  !  to  be  wise, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Wisdom,  if  thou  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 


2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run 

3  Hasten,  sinner!  to  return. 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morning  is  begun. 

672  The  Door  Open.  P.  M. 

1  The  mistakes  of  my  life  are  many, 

The  sins  of  my  heart  are  more, 
And  I  scarce  can  see  for  weeping  ; 

But  I  knock  at  the  open  door. 
Cho. — I  know  I  am  weak  and  sinful, 

It  comes  to  me  more  and  more  ; 
But  when  the  dear  Saviour  shall  bid 
me  come  in, 
I'll  enter  that  open  door. 

2  I  am  lowest  of  those  who  love  him, 

I  am  weakest  of  thQse  who  pray  : 
But  I  come,  as  he  has  bidden, 
And  he  will  not  say  me  nay. — Cho. 

3  My  mistakes  his  free  grace  will  cover, 

My  sins  he  will  wash  away, 
And  the  feet  that  shrink  and  falter, 
Shall  walk  thro'  the  gate  of  day. — Cho. 

4  The  mistakes  of  my  life  are  many, 

And  my  spirit  is  sick  with  sin. 
And  I  scarce  can  see  for  weeping, — 
But  the  Saviour  will  let  me  in. — Cho. 

673  "  It  is  finished."  7» 

1  Sitrely  Christ  thy  grief  has  borne  ; 
Weeping  soul,  no  longer  mourn  : 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee. 

2  Weary  sinner,  keep  thine  eyes 
On  the  atoning  sacrifice  : 
There  the  incarnate  Deity, 
Numbered  with  transgressors,  see. 

3  Cast  thy  guiltv  soul  on  him, 
Find  him  mighty  to  redeem  ; 
At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay, 
Look  thy  doubts  and  cares  away. 

4  Lord,  thine  arm  must  be  revealed. 
Ere  I  can  by  faith  be  healed  ; 
Since  I  scarce  can  look  to  thee, 
Cast  a  gracious  eye  on  me. 


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THE  WAY  OF  SALVATION. 


674  A  Fountain  Opened.  8,  7,  7. 

1  Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 

Sinners,  ruined  by  the  fall ! 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Plows  to  you,  to  me,  to  all, — 
In  a  full  perpetual  tide, 
Opened  when  our  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ! 
Here  the  guilty,  free  remission, 

Here  the  troubled,  peace  may  find  ; 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore, 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more. 

^  He  that  drinks  shall  live  for  ever  ; 

'Tis  a  soul-renewing  flood  : 
God  is  faithful ;  God  will  never 

Break  his  covenant  in  blood, 
Signed  when  our  Redeemer  died, 
Sealed  when  he  was  glorified. 

675  u  Ho ,  every  one.*'1 — Isa.  55  :  1.     8,  7,  4. 

1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love  and  power. 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Ho,  ye  needy  ;  come,  and  welcome  ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ! 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh, 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

676  Jesus  at  the  door.  7,  6.  D. 

1  O  Jesus,  thou  art  standing 

Outside  the  fast-closed  door, 
In  lowly  patience  waiting 

To  pass  the  threshold  o'er  : 
We  bear  the  name  of  Christians, 

His  name  and  sign  we  bear  : 
Oh,  shame,  thrice  shame  upon  us  ! 

To  keep  him  standing  there. 

2  O  Jesus,  thou  art  knocking  : 

And  lo  !  that  hand  is  scarred, 
And  thornfl  thy  brow  encircle, 
And  tears  thy  face  have  marred  : 


Oh,  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 

So  patiently  to  wait ! 
Oh,  sin  that  hath  no  equal, 

So  fast  to  bar  the  gate  ! 

3  O  Jesus,  thou  art  pleading 

In  accents  meek  and  low, 
"  I  died  for  you,  my  children, 

And  will  ye  treat  me  so  ?  " 
O  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door  : 
Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter, 

And  leave  us  nevermore  ! 

677  John  6  1  68.  7.  6.  D. 
1  We  stand  in  deep  repentance, 

Before  thy  throne  of  love  ; 
O  God  of  grace,  forgive  us  ; 

The  stain  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Behold  us  while  with  weeping 

We  lift  our  eyes  to  thee  ; 
And  all  our  sins  subduing, 

Our  Father,  set  us  free  ! 

2  Oh,  shouldst  thou  from  us  fallen 

Withhold  thy  grace  to  guide, 
For  ever  we  should  wander, 

From  thee,  and  peace,  aside  ; 
But  thou  to  spirits  contrite 

Dost  light  and  life  impart, 
That  man  may  learn  to  serve  thee 

With  thankful,  joyous  heart. 

3  Our  souls — on  thee  we  cast  them, 

Our  only  refuge  thou  ! 
Thy  cheering  words  revive  us, 

When  pressed  with  grief  we  bow: 
Thou  bearest  the  trusting  spirit 

Upon  thy  loving  breast, 
And  givest  all  thy  ransomed 

A  sweet,  unending  rest. 

678  John  1  :  29.  L.  M, 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  lor  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind  ; 
Sight,  riches,  Dealing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  Deed,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  1  come  !  I  come  ! 


PENITENCE  AND  ACCEPTANCE. 


I4S 


5  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve  ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe. 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

679         "Cometo  Mer—Matt.\\\  7.Z.     L.  M. 
i  With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around  ; 

Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea  ; 
Yet,  'mid  the  gloom,  I  hear  a  sound, 

A  heavenly  whisper,  ki  Come  to  me  ! " 

s  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest ; 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee : 
Oh,  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
How  sweet  the  bidding,  "  Come  to  me  ! " 

3  "Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die  ! 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee  ; 
To  heaven  direct  thy  weeping  eye, 
I  am  thy  portion';  Come  to  me  !  " 

4  O  voice  of  mercy  !  voice  of  love  ! 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony, 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above  ! 
And  gently  whisper,  kk  Come  to  me  !  " 


680 


li  f  come." — Ps.  31  :  5.  *-' 

1  God  of  my  life  !  thy  boundless  grace 

Chose,  pardoned,  and  adopted  me  ; 
My  rest,  ray  home,  my  dwelling-place  ; 
Father  !  I  come,  I  come  to  thee. 

2  Jesus,  my  hope,  my  rock,  my  shield  ! 

Whose  precious  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
Into  thy  hands  my  soul  I  yield  ; 
Savio'ur  !  I  come,  I  come  to  thee. 

3  Spirit  of  glory  and  of  God  ! 

Long  hast  thou  deigned  my  guide  to  be  ; 
Now  be  thy  comfort  sweet  bestowed  ; 
My  God!  I  come,  I  come  to  thee. 

4  I  come  to  join  that  countless  host 

Who  praise  thy  name  unceasingly  ; 
Blest  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 
My  God  !  I  come,  I  come  to  thee. 

681        "  Be  merciful '."— Luke  18  :  13, 

1  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry  : 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free  : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 

With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  oppressed  ; 
Christ  and  Ilia  cross  tnv  only  plea  : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 


M 


L.  M. 


3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies  ; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done. 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone  ; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee  : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

5  And  when  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
With  all  the  ransomed  throng  I  dwell, 
My  raptured  song  shall  ever  oe, 

God  hath  been  merciful  to  me  ! 

682  Psalm  130.  L.   M. 

1  From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts 

To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  cries ; 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there  ; 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face. 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 

And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  : 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ? 

4  My  trust  is  fixed  upon  thy  word, 

Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain  ; 

Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 

And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 

Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 


683 


Micah  6:6-8. 

1  Wherewith,  O  God,  shall  I  draw  near, 

And  bow  myself  before  thy  face  ? 
How,  in  thy  purer  eyes,  appear? 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

2  Can  gifts  avert  the  wrath  of  God  ? 

Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  and  seas  of  blood, 
Alas  !  they  all  must  How  in  vain. 

3  Ev'n  though  my  life  henceforth  be  thine. 

Present  fur  past  can  ne'er  atone  : 

Though  1  to  thee  the  whole  resign, 

I  only  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

4  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 

On  me  I  feel  thy  wrath  abide  ; 

'Tis  just  the  sentence  should  take  place  : 
'Tis  just,— but  oh,  thy  Son  hath  died  ! 


L.  M. 


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THE  WAY  OF  SALVATION. 


684  "  To  whom  shall  we  go  ? '"         L.   M. 
x  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend — 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ! 

Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 
A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  ? 

Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore  ; 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee — 'tis  death,  'tis  more  ; 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair  ! 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

685  i  Johns:  4.  L.  M. 
x  I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away  : 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

a  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair  ; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 
Your  streams  had  ev'n  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

Which  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
Which  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas. 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes ; 
Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  our  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll  ; 
There  would  I  rix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 


686 


Thou  hast  died.'' 


L.  M. 


i  Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  1  flee  ; 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin, 
Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  save  my  ruined  soul  ; 

'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole  ; 
Dark,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine, 
And  lost  1  am,  till  thou  art  mine. 


3  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 

That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee. 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 

4  What  can  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord,  I  am  sin,— but  thou  art  love  : 
I  give  up  every  plea  beside, 

Lord,  I  am  lost, — but  thou  hast  died  ! 

687  Philippines y,  7-10.  L.  M. 

1  No  more,  my  God  !  I  boast  no  more, 

Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss  ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes, — and  I  must,  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Oh,  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne  ; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

688  i  Pder  1  :   12.  L    M 

1  Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne, 
O  Lord  !  in  dust  my  sins  I  own  : 
Justice  and  mercy  for  my  life 
Contend  ! — oh,  smile  and  heal  the  strife  ! 

2  The  Saviour  smiles  !  upon  my  soul 
New  tides  of  hope  tumultuous  roll — 
His  voice  proclaims  my  pardon  found — 
Seraphic  transport  wings  the  sound. 

3  Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven, 
The  new-born  peace  of  sin  forgiven  ! 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
Ye  angels  !  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

4  Ye  saw  of  old,  on  chaos  rise 

The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies  : 

Ye  know  where  morn  exulting  Springs, 

And  evening  folds  her  drooping  wings. 

5  Bright  heralds  of  the  eternal  Will, 
Abroad  his  errands  ye  fulfill  ; 

Or,  throned  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious,  in  his  presence  phi}-. 

6  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine. 
And  all  your  knowledge  will  be  mine: 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 

A  seLiet  chord  that  mine  will  bear. 


penitence  and  acceptance. 


639  "  Look  unto  me  /"  L.  M. 

i  See  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 
Whose  soul,  encouraged  by  thy  word, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 
And  then  would  look,— and  look  again. 

2  Ah  !  bring  a  wretched  wanderer  home, 
Now  to  thy  footstool  let  me  come, 
And  tell  thee  all  ray  grief  and  pain, 
And  wait  and  look,— and  look  again  ! 

3  Take  courage,  then,  mv  trembling  soul  : 
One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whole  : 
Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain. 

But  wait  and  look,— and  look  again  ! 

4  Ere  long  that  happy  day  will  come, 
When  I  shall  reach  my  blissful  home  ; 
And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 

Oh,  then  I'll  look  and  look  again  ! 

690  "  Return^— Hosea  14:   1.  CM. 
1  O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand  indulgent  wipes  the  tears 
Krom  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ; — 

a  See,  Lord,  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said— k>  Return  ?  " 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
Oh,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat ! 

4  Oh,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ! 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
The  sense  of  joy  divine. 

691  tv  Weary,  heavy-laden.''''  C.  M. 
j  Approach,  my  soul  !  the  mercy-seat, 

Where  Jesus  answers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

a  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 
With  this  I  venture  nigh  : 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord  !  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed  ; 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 

I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 
Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place. 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  mv  tierce  accuser  taee, 

And  teil  him— thou  hast  died. 


5  Oh,  wondrous  Love — to  bleed  and  u 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thv  gracious  name  ! 

692  lk  His  great  love"-  -Eph.  1 .  4.     C. 

1  Lord  !  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 

And  knock  at  mercy's  door  : 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye, 
Thy  favor  we  implore. 

2  On  us  the  vast  extent  display 

Of  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away  ; 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  'Tis  mercy — mercy  we  implore  ; 

We  would  thy  pity  move  : 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

4  Oh,  for  thine  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  numerous  sins  forgive  ! 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break : 
Heal  us,  and  bid  us  live. 

5  Thus  melt  us  all,  thus  make  us  bend. 

And  thy  dominion  own  ; 

Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 

To  repossess  thy  throne. 

693  Job  23  :  3,  4.  C.  M . 

1  Oh,  that  I  knew  the  sacred  place, 

Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God  : 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake — 
I'd  plead  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  M  y  God  will  pity  my  complaints  ; 

And  drive  my  foes  away  ; 
He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  saints 
When  they  in  sorrow  pray. 

5  Arise,  my  soul  !  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrow  there. 

694  Prrp  Penitence.  C.  M. 
1  Prostrate,  dear  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet, 

A  guilt v  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upwards,  to  thy  mercy-scat, 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 


THE  WAY  OF  SALVATION. 


ay  justice  frown  me  hence  ; 
.ay  the  vengeful  storm  j 
it,  that  Omnipotence 
Id  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

.ears  of  sorrow  could  suffice 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should,  from  both  my  weeping  eyes, 
In  ceaseless  currents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, — 
No  blood,  but  thou  has  spilt. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord  !  • 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  ;  • 

Then  justice  will  approve  the  word, 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

695  "  Tre?nbleth  at  my  word."  C  M. 

i  Oh,  for  that  tenderness  of  heart, 

That  bows  before  the  Lord  ; 
That  owns  how  just  and  good  thou  art, 

And  trembles  at  thy  word. 

2  Oh,  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow  ; 
That  sense  of  guilt  which,  trembling,  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow  ! 

3  Saviour  !  to  me,  in  pity  give, 

For  sin,  the  deep  distress  ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

4  Oh,  fill  my  soul  with  faith  and  love, 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will ; 
Raise  my  desires  and  hopes  above, — 
Thyself  to  me  reveal. 

O9o  *  Rain  on  mown  Grass."  1  .  M. 

i  Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free  ; 
Showers  the  thirsty  soul  refreshing  ; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me  !— 
Ref. — Even  me,  Even  me, 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father  ! 

Lost  and  sinful  though  I  be  ; 
Thou  might1  St  curse  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  light  on  me. — Ref. 

3  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping? 

Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee  ! 
Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping, 
O  forgive  and  rescue  me  ! — Rep. 

4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit ! 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see  ; 
Testify  of  Jesus1  mei  it, 

Speak  the  word  of  peace  to  me.— Rf.h. 


697  l4^  blessing  for  me  also."  1  •  ML 
i  Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 

Hear  my  humble  cry  ; 
While  on  others  thou  art  smiling, 

Do  not  pass  me  by. 
Cho. — Saviour,  Saviour,  hear  my  humble  cr>  ! 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief; 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief. — Cho. 

3  Trusting  only  in  thy  merit, 

Would  I  seek  thy  face  ; 
Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit, 
Save  me  by  thy  grace. — Cho. 

698  »«  /  need  thee."  P.  M, 
i  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Most  gracious  Lord  ; 
No  tender  voice  like  thine 

Can  peace  afford. 
Ref. — I  need  thee,  oh,  I  need  thee  ; 
Every  hour  I  need  thee  ; 
Oh,  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour  i 
I  come  to  thee. 

2  I  need  thee  every  hour  ; 

Stay  thou  near  by  ; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  thou  art  nigh.— Ref. 

3  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain  ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide 
Or  life  is  vain. — Ref. 

4  I  need  thee  every  hour  ; 

Teach  me  thy  will ; 

And  thy  rich  promises 

In  me  fulfill. — Ref. 

5  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Most  Holy  One  ; 
Oh,  make  me  thine  indeed, 
Thou  blessed  Son. — Ref. 

699  "Jesus  hath  died."  t>.   % 
i  No,  not  despairingly 

Come  I  to  thee  ; 
No,  not  distrustingly 

Bend  I  the  knee  ; 
Sin  hath  gone  over  me, 
Vet  is  this  still  ni)r  plea, 
Yet  is  tli is  still  my  plea, 

Jesus  hath  died. 
Lord  !  I  confess  to  thee 

Sadly  my  sin  : 

All  I  am  tell  1  thee. 
All  1  have  been  ; 


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I49 


Purge  thou  my  sin  away. 
Wash  thou  my  soul  this'  day  ; 
Wash  thou  my  soul  this  day  ; 

Lord!  make  me  clean. 
3  Faithful  and  just  art  thou, 

Forgiving  all  ; 
Loving  and  kind  art  thou 

When  poor  ones  call  ; 
Lord  !  let  the  cleansing  blood, 
Blood  of  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Blood  of  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Pass  o'er  my  soul ! 

700  "  My  heart  of  stone."  1,  6,  S. 

1  Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wandering  sheep  ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

\Vrould  fain  like  Peter  weep  ! 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored, 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown, 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart: 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord  ! 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

701  "Jesus  Omfy."  7.6,8. 

1  Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

With  all  of  creature  good  ! 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego  ; 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain  ; 

'Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, — 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe, 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died  : 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

702  "  Near  the  Cross."  P.  M, 
1  Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  Cross, 

There  a  precious  fountain, 
Free  to  all  a  healing  stream, 

Flows  from  Calvary's  mountain. 
Cho. — In  the  Cross,  in  the  Cross 
Be  my  glorv  ever, 
Till  mv  raptured  soul  shall  find 
Rest  beyond  the  river. 

IO 


2  Near  the  Cross,  a  trembling  soul, 

Love  and  mercy  found  me  ; 
There  the  bright  and  morning  star 
Sheds  its  beams  around  me  — Cho. 

3  Near  the  Cross  !  oh,  Lamb  of  God, 

Bring  its  scenes  before  me  ; 
Help  me  walk  from  day  to  day, 
\\  ith  its  shadow  o'er  me. — Cho. 

703  "  Father  take  me.'  "  8,  7.  D. 

1  Take  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me  ! 

Take  me,  save  me,  through  thy  Son  : 
That  which  thou  wouldst  have  me,  make  me, 

Let  thy  will  in  me.be  done. 
Dong  from  thee  my  footsteps  straying, 

Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod  ; 
Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying- 
Take  me  to  thy  love,  my  God  ! 

2  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 

Humbly  I  confess  mv  sin  ; 
At  thy  feet,  O  Father/falling, 

To  thy  household  take  me  in. 
Freely  now  to  thee  I  proffer 

This  relenting  heart  of  mine  ; 
Freely  life  and  soul  I  offer — 

Gift  unworthy  love  like  thine. 

3  Once  the  world's  Redeemer  dying, 

Bare  our  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 
On  that  sacrifice  relying, 

Now  I  look  in  hope  to  thee  ; 
Father,  take  me  !  all  forgiving 

Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast ; 
In  thy  love  for  ever  living, 

I  must  be  for  ever  blest ! 

704  «  The  Lord  pit  zet  hr  8,  7.  D 

1  Jesus  !  full  of  all  compassion, 

Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry, 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation  ; 

See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die  ; 
Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting. 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting, 

Send,  oh,  send  me  quick  relief! 

2  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives? 
Whither  from  the  dread  of  dying 

But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 
While  I  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving, 

Breathless  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Fani  Fd  feel  my  heart  believing 

Thou  didst  suffer  thus  for  me. 

3  With  thy  righteousness  and  Spirit 

I  am  more  than  angels  blessed  ; 

Heir  with  thee,  all  (Jungs  inherit, 

Peace  and  joy  and  endless  rest : 


ISO 


CHRISTIAN. 


Saved  !  the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 
Through  the  shining  realms  above  ; 

Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 
All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 

705  Backsliding  confessed.  7-  ^1. 
i  Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 

Firmly  fixed  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  filled  with  love ; 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days. 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise, 
e  Little  then  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power  ; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew  ; 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour  ! 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight ; 
Sin  has  turned  my  day  to  night. 
S  Saviour,  shine  and  cheer  my  soul, 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive  ; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive  ; 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

706  Psalm  31.  7-  61. 

1  Lord  !  I  look  for  all  to  thee  ; 
Thou  hast  been  a  rock  to  me  : 
Still  thy  wonted  aid  afford  : 

Still  be  near,  my  shield,  my  sword  ! 

I  my  soul  commit  to  thee, 

Lord  !  thy  blood  has  ransomed  me. 

2  Faint  and  sinking  on  my  road, 
Still  I  cling  to  thee,  my  God  ! 
Bending  'neath  a  weight  of  woes, 
Harassed  by  a  thousand  foes, 
Hope  ftill  chides  my  rising  fears  ; 
Joys  still  mingle  with  my  tears. 

3  On  thy  word  I  take  my  stand : 
All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand  : 
Make  thy  face  upon  me  shine  j 
Take  me  'neath  thy  wings  divine  ; 
Lord  !  thy  grace  is  all  my  trust ; 
Save,  oh,  save  thy  trembling  dust. 

4  Oh,  what  mercies  still  attend 

Those  who  make  the  Lord  their  friend  ! 
Sweetly,  safely  shall  they  'bide 
'Neath  his  eye,  and  at  his  side  : 
Lord  !  may  this  my  station  be  : 
Seek  it,  all  ye  saints  !  with  me. 

707  Psalm  123.  7-  61. 
1  Lord,  before  thy  throne  we  bend  ; 

Now  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend  : 
Servants  to  our  Master  true, 
Lo  !  we  yield  thee  homage  due  : 
Children,  to  thy  throne  we  fly, 
Abba,  Father,  hear  our  cry  ! 


2  Low  before  thee,  Lord  !  we  bow, 
We  are  weak — but  mighty  thou  : 
Sore  distressed,  yet  suppliant  stiU 
Here  we  wait  thy  holy  will  ; 
Bound  to  earth,  and  rooted  here, 
Till  our  Saviour  God  appear. 

3  Leave  us  not  beneath  the  power 
Of  temptation's  darkest  hour: 
Swrift  to  seal  their  captives'  doom, 
See  our  foes  exulting  come  ! 
Jesus,  Saviour  !  yet  be  nigh, 
Lord  of  Life  and  victory. 

708  "  Weary,  Lord" 

1  Weary,  Lord,  of  struggling  here 
With  this  constant  doubt  and  fear, 
Burdened  by  the  pains  I  bear, 
And  the  trials  I  must  share — 
Help  me,  Lord,  again  to  flee 

To  the  rest  that's  found  in  thee. 

2  Weakened  by  the  wayward  will 
Which  controls,  yet  cheats  me  still ; 
Seeking  something  undefined 
With  an  earnest,  darkened  mind — 
Help  me,  Lord,  again  to  flee 

To  the  light  that  breaks  from  thee. 

3  Fettered  by  this  earthly  scope 
In  the  reach  and  aim  of  hope, 
Fixing  thought  in  narrow  bound 
Where  no  living  truth  is  found — 
Help  me,  Lord,  again  to  flee 
To  the  hope  that's  fixed  in  thee. 

4  Fettered,  burdened,  wearied,  weak, 
Lord,  once  more  thy  grace  I  seek  ; 
Turn,  oh,  turn  me  not  away, 

Help  me,  Lord,  to  watch  and  pray — 
That  I  never  more  may  flee 
From  the  rest  that's  found  in  thee. 


709 


1  Hearer  of  prayer  " 


1  O  thou  God  who  hearest  prayer 
Every  hour  and  everywhere  ! 
For  his  sake,  whose  blood  I  plead, 
Hear  me  in  my  hour  of  need  : 
Only  hide  not  now  thy  face, 

God  of  all-sufficient  grace  ! 

2  Hear  and  save  me,  gracious  Lord  ! 
For  my  trust  is  in  thy  word  j 
Wash  me  from  the  stain  of  sin, 
That  thy  peace  may  rule  within  : 
May  I  know  myself  thy  child, 
Ransomed,  pardoned,  reconciled. 


7.6L 


7.  6L 


CONFLICT  WITH  SIN. 


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710  »  The  Lamb  0/  God."  7-  61. 

1  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me 

Thou,  the  Lord  of  life,  didst  die; 
Whither — whither,  but  to  thee, 

Can  a  trembling  sinner  fly  ! 
Death's  dark  waters  o'er  me  roll, 
Save,  oh,  save  my  sinking  soul ! 

2  Never  bowed  a  martyr's  head 

Weighed  with  equal  sorrow  down  ; 
Never  blood  so  rich  was  shed, 

Never  king  wore  such  a  crown  ; 
To  thy  cross  and  sacrifice 
Faith  now  lifts  her  tearful  eyes. 

3  All  my  soul,  by  love  subdued, 

Melts  in  deep  contrition  there  ; 
By  thy  mighty  grace  renewed, 

New-born  hope  forbids  despair  : 
Lord  !  thou  canst  my  guilt  forgive, 
Thou  hast  bid  me  look  and  live. 

4  While  with  broken  heart  I  kneel, 

S:nks  the  inward  storm  to  rest ; 
Life — immortal  life — I  feel 

Kindled  in  my  throbbing  breast ; 
Thine — for  ever  thine — I  am  ! 
Glory  to  thee,  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

711  lk  Where  is  the  blessedness  fn       C.  M. 

1  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue  ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shade  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer,  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  Now,  when  the  evening  shade  prerails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Saviour  !  help  me  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  thy  care  j 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 


712        M  Never  ivas  a  heart  so  base.' 
1  With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament, 
Here,  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 


C.  M. 


2  Sure,  never  was  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been  ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  Reason,  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 

And  all  her  words  approve  ; 
But  still  I  find  it  hard  to  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 

4  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  ? 

5  Break,  sovereign  grace,  oh,  break  the  charm 

And  set  the  captive  free  ; 
Reveal,  almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 


713 


C.  M. 


11  Nearer  to  thee." 

1  Oh,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

714  The  closer  iv  alk.  CM, 

1  Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, — 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  I  first  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still  f 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return.  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 


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CHRISTIAN. 


5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

715  "  Th is  wretched  heart !  "  CM. 
i  How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 

lias  wandered  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Vet  sovereign  mercy  calls — "  Return  '  " 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  : 
Oh,  take  the  wanderer  home  ! 

3  And  canst  thou, — wilt  thou  yet  forgive 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live, 

To  speak  thy  wondrous  lore  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
Oh,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more  ! 

716  "  Search  me,  O  God."  CM. 
i  Searcher  of  hearts  !  from  mine  erase 

All  thoughts  that  should  not  be, 
And  in  its  deep  recesses  trace 
My  gratitude  to  thee  ! 

2  Hearer  of  prayer  !  oh,  guide  aright 

Each  word  and  deed  of  mine  ; 
Life's  battle  teach  me  how  to  fight, 
And  be  the  victory  thine. 

3  Father,  and  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

Thou  glorious  Three  in  One  ! 
Thou  knowest  best  what  I  need  most, 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

717  ll  Remember  me." — Luke  23  :  42.     C.  M. 

1  O  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  • 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
O  Lord,  remember  me  ? 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thv  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart  ; 
Thus,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 


3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  the  way. 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
Oh,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day — 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

4  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

1  wait  thy  just  decree  ; 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath: 
Now,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

718  "What  hourly  dangers  /  "  CM. 

1  Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven,  oh,  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God  !  in  whom  I  live 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  cempter  flee  ! 

And  let  me  never,  never  siray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

719  Long-suffering. — Rom.  2:4.         CM 

1  Dear  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
Low  at  thy  feet  ashamed,  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile,  ungrateful  heart ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  so  oft  betrayed, 
From  Jesus  to  depart. 

3  But  he  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wandering  soul  restores  ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

4  Oh,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  deep  repentant  sigh, 

Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye. 

5  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet 

Rejoice  to  seek  thv  face  : 
And  grateful,  own  how  kind,  how  sweet 
Thy  condescending  gnu  e 


CONFLICT  WITH  SIN. 


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720  "  A  clean  heart."— Ps.  51  :  10.       CM. 

1  Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; 
A  heart  that's  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me  ! 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  dear  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone  ! 

3  Oh,  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  filled  with  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good  ; 
An  image,  Lord  !  of  thine. 

s  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord  !  impart ; 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart,— 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

721  Thanks  /or  victory.  C.   M. 
1  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

j  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God  ! 
Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus — the  name  that  calms  ray  fears 

That  bids  my  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  to  my  ravished  ears  ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know, 

Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
Anticipate  our  heaven  below, 
And  own,  that  love  is  heaven. 

722  4l  My  repentings  are  kindled.1''  7- 
1  Depth  of  mercy  ! — can  there  be 

Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear  ? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

s  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace  ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  culls  ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 


3  Kindled  his  relentings  are  ; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare  ; 
Cries,  How  shall  I  give  thee  up? — 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  '} 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands  ! 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel : 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

72o  "  God 0/ 'mercy ." 

1  God  of  mercy  !  God  of  grace  ! 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  song  ; 
Sorrow  dwells  on  every  face, 
Penitence  on  every  tongue. 

2  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 

Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 

Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ; — 

3  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own  ; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

724  u  In  wrath ,  remember  mercy." 

1  Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all ! 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall  ! 
Hear,  oh,  hear  my  earnest  cry, 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Justly  might  thy  righteous  dart 
Pierce  this  bleeding,  broken  heart; 
Justly  might  thy  angry  breath 
Blast  me  in  eternal  death. 

3  But  with  thee  there's  mercy  found, 
Balm  to  heal  my  every  wound  : 
Soothe,  oh,  soothe  the  troubled  breast 
Give  the  weary  wanderer  rest. 

725  M  My  dying  soul." 

1  Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul  ; 
Make  the  broken  spirit  whole  : 
Humble  in  the  dust  I  lie : 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  every  grace, 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Grant  the  joy  of  sin  forgiven. 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

3  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known  ; 
Thou  art  righteous,  thou  alone  : 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cross, 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

4  Lord,  in  thee  I  now  believe  ; 
Wilt  thou,  wilt  thou  not  forgive  ? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 


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CHRISTIAN. 


726  M  Cleanseth  from  all  sin.'1'' 
i  I  am  coming  to  the  cross  ; 

I  am  poor  and  weak  and  blind  ; 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross  ; 

I  shall  full  salvation  find. 
Cho. — I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  thee, 
Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow  ; 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee  ; 

Long  has  evil  dwelt  within  ; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. — Cho. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee, — 

Friends  and  time  and  earthly  store  ; 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be — 

Wholly  thine  for  evermore. — Cho. 

4  In  the  promises  I  trust  ; 

Now  I  feel  the  blood  applied  ; 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust  ; 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. — Cho. 

727  "  Come  unto  Me." 
i  Does  the  Gospel  word  proclaim 

Rest  for  those  that  weary  be  ? 
Then,  my  soul,  advance  thy  claim — 
Sure  that  promise  speaks  to  thee  ! 

2  Burdened  with  a  load  of  sin, 

Harassed  with  tormenting  doubt, 
Hourly  conflicts  from  within, 
Hourly  crosses  from  without ; — 

3  All  my  little  strength  is  gone, 

Sink  I  must  without  supply  ; 
Sure  upon  the  earth  is  none 
Can  more  weary  be  than  I. 

4  In  the  ark  the  weary  dove 

Found  a  welcome  resting-place  ; 
Thus  my  spirit  longs  to  prove 
Rest  in  Christ,  the  Ark  of  grace. 

5  Tempest-tossed  I  long  have  been, 

And  the  flood  increases  fast ; 
Open,  Lord,  and  take  me  in, 
Till  the  storm  be  overpast ! 

728  ll Lovest  thou  Me  ?  " 
i  'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought  ; 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Ami  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
PrayCl  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
^very  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 


3  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  1  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

4  Could  I  joy  with  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorred. 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

5  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  Sun  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

729     ll  Thy  billows  are  gone  over  me."     7- 
i  Jesus  !  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone. 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed  ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ  !  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, — 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  ; 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rest  to  all  eternity. 


730 


1  Lead  i 


■Ps.  31  :  3. 
1  Jesus,  merciful  and  mild, 
Lead  me  as  a  helpless  child  : 
On  no  other  arm  but  thine 
Would  inv  weary  soul  recline  ; 
Thou  art  ready  to  forgive. 
Thou  canst  bid  the  sinner  live — 
Guide  the  wanderer,  day  by  day, 

In  the  strait  and  narrow  way. 


7.  d 


CONFLICT  WITH  SIN. 


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a  Thou  canst  fit  me  by  thy  grace 
For  the  heavenly  dwelling-place  ; 
All  thy  promises  are  sure, 
Ever  shall  thy  love  endure  ; 
Then  what  more  could  I  desire, 
How  to  greater  bliss  aspire  ? 
All  I  need,  in  thee  I  see, 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

3  Jesus,  Saviour  all  divine, 

Hast  thou  made  me  truly  thine? 
Hast  thou  bought  me  by  thy  blood  ? 
Reconciled  my  heart  to  God  ? 
Hearken  to  my  tender  prayer, 
Let  me  thine  own  image  bear  ; 
Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
Till  I  reach  heaven's  blissful  shore. 

731  M  Jesus ,  visit  me  I  " 

1  Jesus,  Jesus  !  visit  me  ; 

How  my  soul  longs  after  thee  ! 
When,  my  best,  my  dearest  Friend  ! 
Shall  our  "separation  end  ? 
Lord  !  my  longings  never  cease  ; 
Without  thee  I  rind  no  peace  ; 
'Tis  my  constant  cry  to  thee, — 
Jesus,  Jesus!  visit  me. 

2  Mean  the  joys  of  earth  appear, 
All  below  is  dark  and  drear  ; 
Naught  but  thy  beloved  voice 
Can  my  wretched  heart  rejoice. 
Thou  alone,  my  gracious  Lord  ! 
Art  my  shield  and  great  reward  ; 
All  my  hope,  my  Saviour  thou, — 
To  thy  sovereign  will  I  bow. 

3  Come,  inhabit  then  my  heart ; 
Purge  its  sin,  and  heal  its  smart ; 
See,  I  ever  cry  to  thee, — 
Jesus,  Jesus  !  visit  me. 
Patiently  I  wait  the  day  ; 

For  this  gift  alone  I  pray, 
That,  when  death  shall  visit  me, 
Thou  my  Light  and  Life  wilt  be. 

732  The  A  ncient  L  it  a  ny . 

1  Saviour,  when  in  dust,  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  the  adoring  knee  ; 
When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  weeping  eyes  ; 
Oh,  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany  ! 

2  By  thy  helpless  infant  years, 
By  thy  life  of  want  and  tears, 
By  thy  days  of  sore  distress 
In  the  savage  wilderness  ; 


7.D. 


7.  D. 


By  the  dread  mysterious  hour 
Of  the  insulting  tempter's  power, 
Turn,  oh,  turn  a  favoring  eye  ; 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany  ! 

3  By  thine  hour  of  dire  despair  ; 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer  ; 

By  the  cross,  the  nail,  the  thorn, 
Piercing  spear,  and  torturing  scorn  ; 
By  the  gloom  that  vailed  the  skies 
Oer  the  dreadful  sacrifice  ; 
Listen  to  our  humble  cry, 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany  ! 

4  By  thy  deep  expiring  groan  ; 
By  the  sad  sepulchral  stone  ; 
By  the  vault,  whose  dark  abode 
Held  in  vain  the  rising  God  ; 

Oh,  from  earth  to  heaven  restored, 
Might>  reascending  Lord  ! 
Listen,  listen  to  the  cry 
Of  our  solemn  Litany  ! 

733  "  Without,  fightings;  within,  fears '."  7-  ^ 

1  Oh,  this  soul,  how  dark  and  bliud  ! 
Oh,  this  foolish,  earthly  mind  ! 
Oh,  this  froward,  selfish  will, 
Which  refuses  to  be  still  ! 

Oh,  these  ever-roaming  eyes, 
Upward  that  refuse  to  rise  ! 
Oh,  these  wayward  feet  of  mine, 
Found  in  every  path  but  thine  ! 

2  Oh,  this  stubborn,  prayerless  knee, 
Hands  so  seldom  clasped  to  thee, 
Longings  of  the  soul,  that  go 

Like  the  wild  wind,  to  and  fro  ! 
To  and  fro,  without  an  aim, 
Turning  idly  whence  they  came, 
Bringing  in  no  joy,  no  bliss, 
Only  adding  weariness  ! 

3  Giver  of  the  heavenly  peace  ! 
Bid,  oh,  bid  these  tumults  cease  ; 
Minister  thy  holy  balm  ; 

Fill  me  with  thy  Spirit's  calm  : 
Thou,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
Leave  me  not  in  sin  to  stay  ; 
Bearer  of  the  sinner's  guilt, 
Lead  me,  lead  me,  as  thou  wilt. 

734  "  Child,  your  Father  calls."         7-  D. 
1  Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here, 

Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear  ; 

Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 

One  that  loves  us  to  the  end  : 

Forward,  then,  with  courage  go  ; 

Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 

Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

lk  Child,  your  Father  calls—  coine  home  ! '' 


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9  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  unawares  ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  part : 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
4i  Child,  your  Father  calls— come  home  !  " 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin 
Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within  ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  our  peace, 
Christ  shall  also  conquer  these  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
11  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home  !  n 

735  u  Thou  art  my  rock:'  7-  D. 
i  Lord,  thou  art  my  rock  of  strength, 

And  my  home  is  in  thine  arms  ; 
Thou  wilt  send  me  help  at  length, 

And  I  feel  no  wild  alarms : 
Sin  nor  death  can  pierce  the  shield 

Thy  defence  has  o'er  me  thrown, 
Up  to  thee  myself  I  yield, 

And  my  sorrows  are  thine  own. 

a  When  my  trials  tarry  long 

Unto  thee  1  look  and  wait  ; 
Knowing  none,  though  keen  and  strong, 

Can  my  trust  in  thee  abate  ; 
And  this  faith  I  long-  have  nursed, 

Comes  alone,  O  God,  from  thee  ; 
Thou  my  heart  didst  open  first, 

Thou  didst  set  this  hope  in  me. 

3  Let  thy  mercy's  wings  be  spread 

O'er  me,  keep  me  close  to  thee  ; 
In  the  peace  thy  love  doth  shed, 

Let  me  dwell  eternally  ! 
Be  my  all :  in  all  I  do, 

Let  me  only  seek  thy  will  ; 
Let  my  heart  to  thee  be  true 

And  thus  peaceful,  calm,  and  still. 

736  Ephesians  6  :  14.  L.  M. 
x  Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain's  gone. 

a  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course  : 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, — 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 


4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

737  7^/^40:28-31.  L.  M 

1  Awake,  our  souls  !  away,  our  fears  ! 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on  ! 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal. spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint — 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply  ; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road  ! 

738  ll  The  ivhole  armor."  L.  M 

1  Awake,  my  soul  !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host  ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

3  Thou  treadest  on  enchanted  ground  ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all,  guard  every  part — 
But  most  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

4  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

The  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell  ; 
The  Man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here  : 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear? 

5  Come  then,  mv  soul  !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  j 
Put  on  the  armor,  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

739  »  All fullness."— Col.  1:  19.        L.  M 

1  Fountain  of  grace,  rich,  full,  and  free, 

What  need  I,  that  is  not  in  thee: 

Full  pardon,  strength  to  meet  the  dav, 
And  peace  which  none  can  take  away. 


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a  Doth  sickness  fill  ray  heart  with  fear, 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  that  thou  art  near  ; 
Am  I  with  dread  of  justice  tried, 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  that  Christ  hath  died. 

3  In  life,  thy  promises  of  aid 
Forbid  my  heart  to  be  afraid  • 
In  death,  peace  gently  vails  the  eyes, — 
Christ  rose,  and  1  shall  surely  rise. 

740  fcl  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine."  *->.  M. 

1  When  sins  and  fears,  prevailing  rise, 

And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  lift  my  eyes  ; 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul  s  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ? 

And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die  ? 
'Tis  fixed  on  thine  almighty  word — 
That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky. 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure  ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives  ; 
Here  may  I  build  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here,  O  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose  ; 

If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine, 
Not  death  itself— that  last  of  foes- 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

741  »»  Complete  in  Him.  "—Col.  4  :  12.    L.  M. 

1  My  soul  complete  in  Jesus  stands ! 
It  fears  no  more  the  law's  demands  ; 
The  smile  of  God  is  sweet  within, 
Where  all  before  was  guilt  and  sin. 

2  My  soul  at  rest  in  Jesus  lives  ; 
Accepts  the  peace  his  pardon  gives  ;     ■ 
Receives  the  grace  his  death  secured, 
And  pleads  the  anguish  he  endured. 

3  My  soul  its  every  foe  defies, 
And  cries — 'Tis  God  that  justifies  ! 
Who  charges  God's  elect  with  sin  ? 

Shall  Christ,  who  died  their  peace  to  win? 

4  A  song  of  praise  my  soul  shall  sing, 
To  our  eternal,  glorious  King  ! 
Shall  worship  humbly  at  his  feet, 
In  whom  alone  it  stands  complete. 

742  2  Corinthians  12:  9.  L.  M. 

1  Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day  ;" 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  can  do  all  things — or  can  bear 
All  suffering,  it  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  he  my  sinking  head  sustains. 


3  I  glory  in  infirmity, 
That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong  ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

743  The  Race.— Phil.  3:  14.  CM. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  , 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee 

Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

744  The  Warfare.—*  Tim.  2:3.       C.  M, 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ? 
WThile  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

745  M  /';,/  not  ashamed."  C.  M 
1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 


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CHRISTIAN. 


i  Jesus,  my  God  !— I  know  his  name— 
His  name  is  all  my  trust  ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 

And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

746  M  Take  up  his  cross  daily ."  C.  M. 
i  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  This  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

3  Upon  the  crystal  pavement,  down 

At  Jesus'  pierced  feet, 
Toyful,  I'll  cast  my  golden  crown, 
And  his  dear  name  repeat. 

4  And  palms  shall  wave,  and  harps  shall  ring, 

Beneath  heaven's  arches  high  ; 
The  Lord  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing, 
That  lives  no  more  to  die. 

5  Oh,  precious  cross  !  oh.  glorious  crown  ! 

Oh,  resurrection  day  ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

747  Psalm  125.  C  M. 
1  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  fixed  as  mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  leans,  O  Lord  !  on  thee. 

0  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 
That  every  saint  surround. 

3  The  rod  of  wickedness  shall  ne'er 

Against  the  just  prevail, 
Lest  innocence  should  find  a  snare, 
And  tempted  virtue  fail. 

4  Do  good,  O  Lord  !  do  good  to  those, 

Who  cleave  to  thee  in  heart, 
Who  on  thy  truth  alone  repose 
Nor  from  thy  law  depart. 


5  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 
And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise, 
Where  Christ  their  Lord  is  gone. 

743  Isaiah  35  :  8-10.  C.  M 

1  Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing  ; 
Ye  pilgrims,  now  for  Zion  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  His  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road  ; 

Till  to  tie  sacred  mount  you  rise, 

And  see  your  gracious  God. 

3  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  j 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength  ; 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still  ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye 
While  laboring  up  the  hill. 


749 


C.  M 


Martyr-faith. — Heb.  n  :  13. 

1  Glory  to  God  !  whose  witness-train, 

Those  heroes  bold  in  faith, 
Could  smile  on  poverty  and  pain, 
And  triumph  ev'n  in  death. 

2  Oh,  may  that  faith  our  hearts  sustain, 

Wherein  they  fearless  stood, 
WThen,  in  the  power  of  cruel  men, 
They  poured  their  willing  blood. 

3  God  whom  we  serve,  our  God,  can  save, 

Can  damp  the  scorching  flame, 
Can  build  an  ark,  can  smooth  the  wave, 
For  such  as  love  his  name. 

4  Lord  !  if  thine  arm  support  us  still 

With  its  eternal  strength. 
We  shall  o'ercome  the  mightiest  ill, 
And  conquerors  prove  at  length. 


750  Psalm  91. 

1  He  that  doth  in  the  secret  place 

Of  the  Most  High  reside, 
Under  the  shade  of  him  that  is 
Almighty  shall  abide. 

2  I  of  the  Lord  my  God  will  say, 

He  is  my  refuge  still, 
He  is  my  fortress,  and  my  God, 
And  in  him  trust  I  will". 

3  Thou  shalt  not  need  to  be  afraid 

For  terrors  of  the  night  ; 
Nor  tor  the  arrow  that  doth  fly 
By  day,  while  it  is  light  ;— 


C.  M 


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4  Nor  for  the  pestilence,  that  walks 

In  darkness  secretly  ; 
Nor  for  destruction,  that  doth  waste 
At  noon-day  openly. 

5  A  thousand  at  thy  side  shall  fall, 

On  thy  right  hand  shall  lie 
Ten  thousand  dead  ;  yet  unto  thee 
It  shall  not  once  come  nigh. 

6  Only  thou  with  thine  eyes  shall  look, 

And  a  beholder  be  ; 
And  thou  therein  the  just  reward 
Of  wicked  men  shall  see. 

751  "  The  elders ."—/fed.  11  :  13.        CM. 
x  Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood 

They  conquered  every  foe  ; 
And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given, 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

752  "  What  time  I  am  afraid."       CM. 
x  In  time  of  fear,  when  trouble's  near, 

I  look  to  thine  abode  ; 
Though  helpers  fail,  and  foes  prevail, 
I'll  put  my  trust  in  God. 

2  And  what  is  life,  'mid  toil  and  strife  ? 

What  terror  has  the  grave  ? 
Thine  arm  of  power,  in  peril's  hour, 
The  trembling  soul  will  save. 

3  In  darkest  skies,  though  storms  arise, 
I  will  not  be  dismaved  : 


O  God  of  light,  and  boundless  might 
My  soul  on  thee  is  stayed  ! 


753 


1  /  shall  be  with  hi 


C.  M. 


x  Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 
Whether  I  die  or  live  : 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  mv  share, 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 
2  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad 
That  I  may  long  obey  ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day? 


3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before  ; 

No  one  into  his  kingdom  comes, 

But  through  his  opened  door. 

4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  has  made  me  meet, 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see  ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be  ! 

5  Then  shall  I  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  all  triumphant  saints 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

6  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small ; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

754  "If  God  be  for  us."  C.   M. 

1  God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing, 

Most  strange  in  all  its  ways, 
And  of  all  things  on  earth,  least  like 
What  men  agree  to  praise. 

2  Oh,  blest  is  he  to  whom  is  given 

The  instinct  that  can  tell 
That  God  is  on  the  field,  when  he 
Is  most  invisible  ! 

3  And  blest  is  he  who  can  divine 

Where  real  right  doth  lie, 
And  dares  to  take  the  side  that  seems 
Wrong  to  man's  blindfold  eye  ! 

4  Oh,  learn  to  scorn  the  praise  of  men  ! 

Oh,  learn  to  lose  with  God  ! 
For  Jesus  won  the  world  through  shame, 
And  beckons  thee  his  road. 

5  And  right  is  right,  since  God  is  God  ; 

And  right  the  day  must  win  j 
To  doubt  would  be  disloyalty, 
To  falter  would  be  sin  ! 

755  Our  Salvation  near.  S.  M. 

1  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from'the  willows  take  : 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come. 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 


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CHRISTIAN. 


4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  feats 

Subside  at  his  control  ; 
His  Loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  O  Lord. 

Who  stays  himself  on  thee  ; 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

756  " Be  of good  courage."  S.  M. 
i  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 

Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears  ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

a  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time  ;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not ! 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

757  M  In  ivrath ,  a  moment. ,"  S.  M. 
i  The  sun  himself  shall  fade, 

The  starry  worlds  shall  fall ; 
Yet  through  a  vast  eternity, 
Shall  God  be  all  in  all. 

2  Though  now  his  ways  are  dark, 

Concealed  from  mortal  sight, 

His  counsels  are  divinely  wise, 

And  all  his  judgments  right. 

3  In  God  my  trust  shall  stand, 

While  waves  of  sorrow  roll  ; 
In  life  or  death  his  name  shall  be 
The  refuge  of  my  soul. 

4  Cease,  cease  my  tears  to  flow, 

Cease,  cease  my  heart  to  moan  ; 
Betide  what  may  to  me,  I'll  say, 
His  holy  will  be  done  ! 

758  "Hold  that  fast  which  thou  hast  r  S.  M. 
x  Oh,  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 

Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be. 
When  we  have  boinc  the  cross. 


2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

Boundless  their  joy  above, 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

4  Lord,  may  that  grace  be  ours  ! 

Like  them  in  faith  to  bear 
All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain, 
May  be  our  portion  here  ! 

5  Enough,  if  thou  at  last 

The  word  of  blessing  give, 
And  let  us  rest  beneath  thy  feet, 
Where  saints  and  angels  live  ! 

759  "  /  can  do  all  things:'  S.  M 
i  O  Saviour,  who  didst  come 

By  water  and  by  blood  ; 
Confessed  on  earth,  adored  in  heaven, 
Eternal  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Jesus,  our  life  and  hope, 

To  endless  years  the  same  • 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises, 
And  rest  upon  thy  name. 

3  By  faith  in  thee  we  live, 

By  faith  in  thee  we  stand, 
By  thee  we  vanquish  sin  and  death, 
And  gain  the  heavenly  land. 

4  O  Lord,  increase  our  faith  ; 

Our  fearful  spirits  calm  ; 
Sustain  us  through  this  mortal  strife, 
Then  give  the  victor's  palm  ! 

760  "  /  havepeace."  S.  M 
i  I  hear  the  words  of  love, 

I  gaze  upon  the  blood, 
I  see  the  mighty  sacrifice, 
And  I  have  peace  with  God. 

2  'Tis  everlasting  peace, 

Sure  as  Jehovah's  name  ; 
'Tis  stable  as  his  steadfast  throne, 
For  evermore  the  same. 

3  The  clouds  may  go  and  come, 

And  storms  may  sweep  my  sky  ; 
This  blood-sealed  friendship  changes  not, 
The  cross  is  ever  nigh. 

4  I  change — he  changes  not  ; 

The  Christ  can  never  die  : 
His  love,  not  mine,  the  resting-place  ; 
I  lis  truth    not  mine,  the  tie. 


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5  My  love  is  ofttimes  low. 

My  joy  still  ebbs  and  flows  ; 
But  peace  with  him  remains  the  same, 
No  change  Jehovah  knows. 

761  "Watch."— Matt.  26:  41.  S.  M. 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray  ! 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

i  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 
Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ! 
He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  blest  abode. 

762  The  Warfare.-- Eph.  6:  14.       S.  M. 

1  Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  is  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued. 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  tight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past. 
You  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 

5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on  ; 

Wrestle,  and  right,  and  pray  ; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

6  Still  let  the  Spirit  cry 

In  all  his  soldiers,  come  ! 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 
And  take  the  conquerors  home. 


763  Watchfulness. — Luke  12:  37. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord  ! 

Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word. 

And  watchful  at  his  gate. 


S.  M. 


2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,— 'tis  your  Lord's  command  , 

And  while  we  speak  he's  near  ; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh,  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

764  "Hecareth."—i  Pet.s-  7.  S.  M. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell  ; 
That  hand  which  bears  creation  up 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day  : 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

765  M  Jehovah  Jireh." — Gen.  22:  14.     S.  M. 

1  I  stand  on  Zion's  mount, 

And  view  my  starry  crown  ; 
No  power  on  earth  my  hope  can  shake, 
Nor  hell  can  thrust  me  down. 

2  The  lofty  hills  and  towers, 

That  lift  their  heads  on  high, 

Shall  all  be  leveled  low  in  dust — 

Their  very  names  shall  die. 

3  The  vaulted  heavens  shall  fall, 

Built  by  Jehovah's  hands  ; 
But  firmer  than  the  heavens,  the  RocK 
Of  my  salvation  stands  ! 


766  "Goetk  forth  weeping." 

1  The  harvest  dawn  is  near, 

The  year  delays  not  long  ; 
And  he  who  sows  with  many  a  tear. 
Shall  reap  with  many  a  song. 

2  Sad  to  his  toil  he  goes, 

His  seed  with  weeping  leaves  ; 
But  he  shall  come,  at  twilight1 
And  bring  his  golden  sheaves. 


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767  On  the  way  to  heaven.  S.  M. 
i  The  people  of  the  Lord 

Are  on  their  way  to  heaven  ; 
There  they  obtain  their  great  reward  ; 

The  prize  will  there  be  given. 
'Tis  conflict  here  below  ; 

'Tis  triumph  there,  and  peace  : 
On  earth  we  wrestle  with  the  foe  ; 

In  heaven  our  conflicts  cease. 

3  'Tis  gloom  and  darkness  here  ; 

'Tis  light  and  joy  above  ; 
There  all  is  pure,  and  all  is  clear ; 
There  all  is  peace  and  love. 

4  There  rest  shall  follow  toil, 

And  ease  succeed  to  care  : 
The  victors  there  divide  the  spoil ; 
They  sing  and  triumph  there. 

5  Then  let  us  joyful  sing  : 

The  conflict  is  not  long  : 
We  hope  in  heaven  to  praise  our  King 
In  one  eternal  song. 

768  Matthew  6:  25-34.  7,  6.  I). 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings  ; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  in  his  wings  : 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

Ht  y^ants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow. 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

Hut  he  will  bring  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too  : 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Though  all  the  fields  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks,  nor  herds  be  there  ; 
Vet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  nraise  shall  tune  my  voice, 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


769  Perfect  peace.  7»  6-  D 

1  Ik  heavenly  love  abiding, 

No  change  my  heart  snail  fear, 
And  safe  is  such  confiding, 

For  nothing  changes  here  : 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid, 
But  God  is  round  about  me, 

And  can  I  be  dismayed? 

2  Wherever  he  may  guide  me, 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back  ; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack : 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh, 

His  sight  is  never  dim  : 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me, 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen  ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me, 

Where  darkest  clouds  have  been : 
My  hope  1  cannot  measure  ; 

My  path  to  life  is  free  ; 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

770  »  Having  done  all,  stand."       7,  6.  D. 

1  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss  : 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  he  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

The  trumpet  call  obey  : 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  this  his  glorious  day  : 
11  Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes  ; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you — 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

i  Stand  up  [—-stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
The  strife  will  not  be  long  ; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 
The  next  the  victor's  song  : 


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To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be  ; 
He  with  the  King  of  Glory 

Shall  reign  eternally  ! 

771  Psalm  27.  7    6    D. 
God  is  my  strong  salvation  ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  Light,  my  Help  is  near: 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  in  the  fight  I  stand  ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 

a  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate  : 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  day  shall  lengthen  ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace  ! 

772  Isaiah  35:  8-10.  7- 
1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 

As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

9  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

$  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared  ; 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren  ;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

«,  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

773  Sin  canceled  by  love.  J 
1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

»  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise,  and  bless  redeeming  love. 


3  Mourning  souls  !  dry  up  your  tears  ; 
Banish  all  your  sinful  fears  ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, — 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come. 
We  shall  all  the  fullness  prove 
Of  the  Lord's  redeeming  lore. 

774  "  Ye  shall  have  tribulation:'' 

1  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  the  road, 
Leading  to  thy  blest  abode, 
Darksome  be,  and  dangerous  too, 
Christ  thy  Guide  will  bring  thee  through. 

2  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  in  rage 
Satan  would  thy  soul  engage, 

Gird  on  faith's  anointed  shield, — 
Bear  it  to  the  battle-field. 

3  Faint  not.  Christian  !  though  the  world 
Has  its  hostile  flag  unfurled  ; 

Hold  the  cross  of  Jesus  fast, 
Thou  shalt  overcome  at  last. 

4  Faint  not,  Christian  !  Jesus  near 
Soon  in  glory  will  appear  ; 
And  his  love  will  then  bestow 
Power  to  conquer  every  foe. 

5  Faint  not,  Christian  !  look  on  high  ; 
See  the  harpers  in  the  sky  : 
Patient,  wait,  and  thou  wilt  join — 
Chant  with  them  of  love  divine. 

775  ki  The  everlasting  arms." 

1  Everlasting  arms  of  love 
Are  beneath,  around,  above  ; 
He  who  left  his  throne  of  light, 
And  unnumbered  angels  bright ; — 

2  He  who  on  the  accursed  tree 
Gave  his  precious  life  for  me  ; 
He  it  is  that  bears  me  on, 
His  the  arm  I  lean  upon. 

3  All  things  hasten  to  decay, 
Earth  and  sea  will  pass  away ; 
Soon  will  yonder  circling  sun 
Cease  his  blazing  course  to  run. 

4  Scenes  will  vary,  friends  grow  stiange, 
But  the  Changeless  cannot  change  : 
Gladly  will  I  journey  on, 

With  "his  arm 'to  lean  upon. 

776  "  The  good  fight ." 
1  Much  in  sorrow,  oft  in  woe. 

Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ; 
Fight  the  rij^ht ;  and,  worn  with  strife, 
Steep  with  tears  the  bread  0;  . 


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2  Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ; 
Join  the  war,  and  face  the  foe  ; 
Faint  not :  much  doth  yet  remain  ; 
Dreary  is  the  long  campaign. 

3  Shrink  not,  Christians— will  ye  yield  ? 
Will  ye  quit  the  battle-field  ? 

Fight  till  all  the  conflict's  o'er, 
Nor  your  foes  shall  rally  more. 

4  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad  ; 
March,  in  heavenly  armor  clad  ; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long  ; 
Victory  soon  shall  tune  your  song. 

5  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye  ; 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
Let  not  woe  your  course  impede  ; 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

6  Onward,  then  ;  to  battle  move  ; 
More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prove  ; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers  !  onward  go. 

777  Deuteronomy  33 :  25.  7* 

1  Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word, 
11  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace, 
14  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. " 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayst  see  ; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief, 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free  ; 
P^aithful,  positive,  and  sure — 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

778  The  Latter  day.  8,7.1). 
1   We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling, 

In  a  grand  and  awful  time, 
In  an  age  on  ages  telling, 

To  be  living  is  sublime. 
Hark  !  the  waking  up  of  nations, 

Gog  and  Magog  to  the  fray. 
Hark!  what  soundeth  ?  is  creation 

Groaning  for  its  latter  day  ? 

t  Will  ye  play,  then,  will  ye  dally, 
With  your  music  and  your  wine? 
Dp!  it  is  Jehovah's  r;illy  ! 
God's  own  aim  hath  need  of  thine. 


Hark  !  the  onset !  will  you  fold  your 

Faith-clad  arms  in  lazy  lock  ? 
Up,  oh,  up,  thou  drowsy  soldier  ; 

Worlds  are  charging  to  the  shock. 

3  Worlds  are  charging — heaven  beholding, 

Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight ; 
Now  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding, 

On — right  onward,  for  the  right ! 
On  !  let  all  the  soul  within  you 

For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad  ! 
Strike  !  let  every  nerve  and  sinew 

Tell  on  ages — tell  for  God  ! 

779  The  Divine  Protection.— Ps.  91.    8,  J  D. 

1  Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

Rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade  • 
In  his  secret  habitation, 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed  : 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare  ; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

2  From  the  sword,  at  noonday  wasting, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 
In  the  depth  of  midnight,  blasting, 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence  : 
Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver, 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow  ; 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection, 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above  ; 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save  ; 
Here,  for  grief,  reward  thee  double, 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

780  Lukeg:  23.  8,  7.  D. 

1  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be  ! 
Perish,  every  fond  ambition, 

All  1  ve  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known, 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  arc  still  my  own  ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  ami  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too  ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue  ; 
Oh,  while  thou  oost  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  in.i\  hate,  ami  friends  disown  roe, 

Show  thy  lace,  and  all  is  bright. 


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3  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast ; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me  ; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest ! 
Oh,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 
Oh,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

4  Go  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure  ! 

Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain  ! 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee  Abba,  Father  ! 

I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  thee  ! 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy,  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer  ! 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there  : 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

7  81  "  Jehovah  Nissi."  6,5.!). 

1  Bkightly  gleams  our  banner, 

Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward 

To  their  home  on  high. 
Journeying  o'er  the  desert, 

Gladly  thus  we  pray, 
And  with  hearts  united 
Take  our  heavenward  way. 
Ref. — Brightly  gleams  our  banner, 
Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward, 
To  their  home  on  high. 

2  Jesus,  Lord  and  Master, 

At  thy  sacred  feet, 
Here  with  hearts  rejoicing 

See  thy  children  meet  ; 
Often  have  we  left  thee, 

Often  % 
Keep  us,  mighty  Saviour, 

In  the  narrow  way. — Ref. 

I  I 


3  All  our  days  direct  us 

In  the  way  we  go, 
Lead  us  on  victorious 

Over  every  foe  : 
Bid  thine  angels  shield  us 

When  the  storm-clouds  lower, 
Pardon  thou  and  save  us 

In  the  last  dread  hour. — Ref. 

782  "Listen,  Saviour.'1''  O,  5«  ■*-'. 

1  Saviour,  blessed  Saviour, 

Listen  whilst  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 

Praises  to  our  King. 
All  we  have  to  otfer, 
All  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit, 
All  we  yield  to  thee. 
Ref. — Saviour,  blessed  Saviour, 
Listen  whilst  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 
Praises  to  our  King 

2  Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee  : 
Thou  for  our  redemption 

Cam'st  on  earth  to  die  ; 
Thou,  that  we  might  follow. 

Hast  gone  up  on  high. — Ref. 

3  Great  and  ever  greater 

Are  thy  mercies  here, 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there, 
Where  no  pain,  or  sorrow, 

Toil  or  care  is  known. 
Where  the  angel-legions 

Circle  round  thy  throne. — Ref. 


783  1 4  Figh t  the  good  figk  t . ' ' 

1  Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before. 
Christ  the  royal  Master 

Leads  against  the  foe  ; 
Forward  into  battle. 

See,  his  banners  go. 
Cho. — Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before. 

3  At  the  sign  of  triumph 
Satan's  host  doth  flee  • 
On,  then,  Christian  soldiers, 
On  to  victory. 


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Hell's  foundations  quiver 

At  the  shout  of  praise  ; 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices, 

Loud  your  anthems  raise. — Cho. 

3  Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God  ; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod  ; 
We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  body  we, 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. — Cho. 

4  Crowns  and  thones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain  ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail.— Cho. 

5  Onward,  then,  ye  people, 

Join  our  happy  throng. 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 

In  the  triumph-song  ; 
Glory,  laud,  and  honor, 

Unto  Christ  the  King  ; 
This  through  countless  ages, 

Men  and  angels  sing. — Cho. 

784  K<  Bliss-inspiring  hope"         C.  F.  M. 

i  Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel : 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

a  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode  ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle-pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 
And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  sufTer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure  ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope  ! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up  ; 

It  brings  to  Life  the  dead  : 
Our  conflicts  h<rc  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  1  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 


785  "  Casting  all  care  on  God."      C.  P.  M. 
i  O  Lord  !  how  happy  should  we  be, 

If  we  could  cast  our  care  on  thee, 

If  we  from  self  could  rest ; 
And  feel,  at  heart,  that  One  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 

Is  working  for  the  best ! 

2  How  far  from  this  our  daily  life, 
Ever  disturbed  by  anxious  strife, 

By  sudden,  wild  alarms  ! 
Oh,  could  we  but  relinquish  all 
Our  earth  y  props,  and  simply  fall 

On  thine  almighty  arms  ! — 

3  Could  we  but  kneel,  and  cast  our  load, 
Ev'n  while  we  pray,  upon  our  God 

Then  rise,  with  lightened  cheer, 
Sure  that  the  Father,  who  is  nigh 
To  still  the  famished  raven's  cry, 

Will  hear,  in  that  we  fear  ! 

4  Lord  !  make  these  faithless  hearts  of  ours 
Such  lessons  learn  from  birds  and  flowers  ; 

Make  them  from  self  to  cease, 
Leave  all  things  to  a  Father's  will. 
And  taste,  before  him  lying  still, 

Ev'n  in  affliction,  peace. 

786  "Fear  not,  little Jlock."  C.  P.  M 
i  Fear  not,  O  little  flock,  the  foe 

Who  madly  seeks  your  overthrow  ; 

Dread  not  his  rage  and  power  ; 
What  tho'  your  courage  sometimes  faints, 
His  seeming  triumph  o'er  God's  saints 

Lasts  but  a  little  hour. 

2  Be  of  good  cheer  ;  your  cause  belongs 
To  him  who  can  avenge  your  wrongs  ; 

Leave  it  to  him,  our  Lord  ! 
Though  hidden  yet  from  all  our  eyes, 
He  sees  the  Gideon  that  shall  rise 

To  save  us,  and  nis  word. 

3  As  true  as  God's  own  word  is  true, 
Not  earth  nor  hell  with  all  their  crew 

Against  us  shall  prevail  ; 
A  jest  and  by-word  are  they  grown  j 
God  is  with  us,  we  are  his  own, 

Our  victory  cannot  fail  ! 

4  Amen,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  our  prayer  ! 
Great  Captain,  now  thine  arm  make  bare, 

Fight  tor  us  once  again  ! 
So  shall  thy  Saints  and  martyrs  raise 

A  mighty  <  bonis  t<>  thy  praise, 

World  without  end  :  Amen  ! 


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787  ll  Our  cross  was  light?*  C.  i  .  M.. 

1  Children  of  light!  arise  and  shine  ; 
Your  birth,  your  hopes,  are  all  divine, 

Your  home  is  in  the  skies  : 
Oh,  then,  for  heavenly  glory  born, 
Look  down  on  all,  with  holy  scorn, 

That  earthly  spirits  prize. 

2  O  blessed  Lord  !  we  yet  shall  reign, 
Redeemed  from  sorrow,  sin,  and  pain, 

And  walk  with  thee  in  white  : 
We  suffer  now  ;  but,  oh,  at  last 
We'll  bless  thee,  Lord  !  for  all  the  past, 

And  own  our  cross  was  light. 


788 


C.  P.M. 


"Complete  z?i  him.11 

1  Come  join,  ye  saints,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Alone  in  Jesus  to  rejoice, 

And  worship  at  his  feet  ; 
Come,  take  his  praises  on  your  tongues, 
And  raise  to  him  your  thankful  songs, 

kk  In  him  ye  are  complete  !  " 

2  In  him,  who  all  our  praise  excels, 
The  fullness  of  the  Godhead  dwells, 

And  all  perfections  meet : 
The  head  of  all  celestial  powers, 
Divinely  theirs,  divinely  ours  ; 

M  In  him  ye  are  complete  !  " 

3  Still  onward  urge  your  heavenly  way, 
Dependent  on  him  day  by  day, 

Iiis  presence  still  entreat  ; 
His  precious  name  for  ever  bless, 
Your  glory,  strength,  and  righteousness, 

4%  In  him  ye  are  complete  !  " 

4  Nor  fear  to  pass  the  vale  of  death  : 
In  his  dear  arms  resign  your  breath, 

He'll  make  the  passage  sweet  ; 
The  gloom  and  fears  of  death  shall  flee, 
And  your  departing  souls  shall  see 

"  In  him  ye  are  complete  !  " 

789  "  The  foundation  standeth  sure."  II. 
x  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  ! 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 

What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath 
said, — 

To  you,  who  for  refuge  to  Jesus  have  fled  ? 

"Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  oh,  be  not  dis- 
may 

For  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  the< 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 
to  stand, 

Upheld  by  my  gracious,  omnipotent  hand. 


3  M  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow  ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  "  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace,  all  sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply, 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  "  Ev'n  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  • 
And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

borne. 

6  l*  The   soul   that   on  Jesus   hath   leaned   for 

repose, 
I  will  not — I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  : 
That  soul— though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

to  shake, 
I'll  never— no  never — no  never  forsake  !  " 


790  M  Begone \u71belief" 

1  Begone,  unbelief, 

My  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief 

Will  surely  appear. 
By  praver  let  me  wrestle. 

And  fie  will  perform  ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 

I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way, 

Since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey  ; 

'Tis  his  to  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken, 

And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  hath  spoken 

Shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past 

Forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last 

In  trouble  to  sink  : 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer 

I  have  m  review — 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure 

To  help  me  quite  through. 

4  Since  all  that  I  meet 

Shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  5 
The  medicine  is  food  ; 


5,6.  D 


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Though  painful  at  present, 

'Twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  oh,  how  pleasant 

The  conqueror's  song ! 

791  «  The  Lord  will  provided        5i  6-  D. 
i  Though  troubles  assail, 

And  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail, 

And  foes  all  unite  : 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us, 

Whatever  betide, 
The  Scripture  assures  us 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

i  The  birds  without  barn 

Or  storehouse  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn 

To  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints,  what  is  fitting, 

Shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
So  long  as  'tis  written, 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  may,  like  the  ships, 

By  tempests  be  tossed 
On  perilous  deeps, 

Hut  cannot  be  lost : 
Though  Satan  enrages 

The  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey, 

Like  Abra'm  ofold, 
Not  knowing  our  way, 

But  faith  makes  us  bold  : 
For  though  we  are  strangers, 

We  have  a  good  guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers, 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

792  "At  the  Saviour's  feet."  L.  M. 
i  Oh,  that  I  could-for  ever  dwell, 

Delighted  at  the  Saviour's  feet ; 
Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat ! 
i  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heaven  brought  in  with" all  its  bliss,— 
Oh,  is  their  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize— 

A  lite  ol  penitential  love  ; 
When  most  my  lollies  l  despise, 
And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above  ;— 

4  When  all  1  am  I  clearly  see, 

And  freely  own,  with  deepest  shame  ; 
w  Ik n  the  Redeemer's  love  to  me 
Kindles  within  a  deathless  tlame. 


5  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail, 
And  all  my  former  sins  forsake  ; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  vail, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 

7  93  The  Saviour's  Presence.  Ln  -I' 

i  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone  ! 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 
Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see : 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  : 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus  !  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour  !  what  delicious  fare, 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are  ! 
Never  did  angels  taste,  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all-divine  ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine  : 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known  ! 


794 


L.  M. 


l* Immanuel.'" 
i  Oh,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above, 

When  angels  touch  the  quivering  string, 
And  wake,  to  chant  Tmmanuel's  love, 
Such  strains  as  angel-lips  can  sing  ! 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays  ; 
When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 
And,  grateful,  hymn  Immanuel's  praise. 

3  Jesus,  thy  name  our  souls  adore  ; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine  ; 
And  carnal  joys,  that  charmed  before, 
For  thy  dear  sake  we  now  resign. 

4  Our  hearts,  by  dying  love  subdued, 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  to-day  ; 

Beneath  the  cross,  with  blood  bedewed, 

We  bow,  and  give  ourselves  away. 

5  In  thee  we  trust, — on  thee  rely  ; 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong  ; 
Oh,  keep  us  till  our  spirits  fly 
To  join  the  bright,  immortal  throng ! 

795  Evening  So ng. 

i  Sun  of  my  soul  !  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near: 
Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes ! 

2  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  Bleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought  -  how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast ' 


L.  M. 


LOVE  FOR  THE  SAVIOUR. 


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3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  j 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  1  dare  not  die. 

4  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 

Ere  through  the  world  my  way  1  take  ; 
Abide  with  me  till  in  thy  love 
I  lose  myself  in  heaven  above. 

796  "  To  babes  revealed."  L.  M. 

1  Light  of  the  soul  !  O  Saviour  blest ! 
Soon  as  thy  presence  tills  the  breast, 
Darkness  and  guilt  are  put  to  Might, 
And  all  is  sweetness  and  delight. 

2  Son  of  the  Father  !  Lord  most  high  ! 
How  giad  is  he  who  feels  thee  nigh  ! 
Come  in  thy  hidden  majesty  ; 

Fill  us  with  love,  till  us  with  thee. 

3  Jesus  is  from  the  proud  concealed. 
But  evermore  to  babes  revealed  ; 
Through  him,  unto  the  Father  be 
Glory  and  praise  eternally  ! 

797  Immanuel.  L.  M. 

1  Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet ; 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet  j 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 
Nor  heaven,  his  full  resemblance  bears  : 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

3  Oh,  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 
Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise: 
There  he  displays  his  power  abroad, 
And  shines,  and  reigns,  the  incarnate  God. 

798  An  ancient  morning  Psalm.       E.  JN1, 

1  O  Christ  !  with  each  returning  morn 
Thine  image  to  our  heart  be  borne  ; 
And  may  we  ever  clearly  see 

Our  God  and  Saviour,  Lord,  in  thee  ! 

2  All  hallowed  be  our  walk  this  day  j 
May  meekness  form  our  early  ray, 
And  faithful  love  our  noontide  light, 
And  hope  our  sunset,  calm  and  bright. 

3  May  grace  each  idle  thought  control, 
And  sanctify  our  wayward  soul  ; 
May  guile  depart,  and  malice  cease, 
And  all  within  be  joy  and  peace. 

Our  daily  course,  O  Jesus,  bless  ; 
Make  plain  the  way  of  holiness  : 

From  sudden  falls  our  feet  defend, 

And  cheer  at  last  our  journey's  end. 


799  »  Thou  art  near,  O  Lord."        L.   M 

1  O  Love  Divine  !  that  stooped  to  share 

Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear, 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth-born  care, 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near. 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 

Our  hearts  still  whispering,  thou  art  near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief, 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us  thou  art  near. 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 

O  Love  Divine,  for  ever  dear  ; 

Content  to  surfer  while  we  know, 

Living  or  dying,  thou  art  near  ! 

800  John  17  :  24.  E.  M. 
r  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

My  Saviour,  my  eternal  Rest  ; 
Then  only  will  this  longing  heart 
lie  fully  and  for  ever  blest. 

2  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

Thine  unvailed  glory  to  behold  ; 
Then  only  will  this  wandering  heart 
Cease  to  be  false  to  thee  and  cold. 

3  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

Where  none  can  die,  where  none  remove  • 
There  neither  death  nor  life  will  part 
Me  from  thy  presence  and  thy  love. 

801  'k  Give  me  thine  heart."  E.  Jn. 

1  Jesus  demands  this  heart  ol  mine, 

Demands  my  love,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
But  ah  !  how  dead  to  things  divine, 
How  cold  my  best  affections  are  ! 

2  'Tis  sin,  alas  !  with  dreadful  power, 

Divides  my  Saviour  from  my  sight ; 
Oh,  for  one  happy,  cloudless  hour 
Of  sacred  freedom,  sweet  delight! 

3  Come,  gracious  Lord  !  thy  love  can  raise 

My  captive  powers  from  sin  and  death, 
And  till  my  heart  and  life  with  praise, 
And  tune  my  last  expiring  breath. 

802  **/  am  the  living  bread."  E.  M. 

1  A wav  from  earth  my  spirit  turns, 

Away  from  every  transient  good; 
With  strong  desire  my  bosom  b 
To  feast  on  heaven's  Immortal  food. 

2  Thou,  Saviour,  art  the  living  bread  ; 

Thou  wilt  my  every  want  supply  : 
By  thee  sustained,  and  cheered,  and  led, 
I'll  press  thiough  dangers  to  the  iky. 


I  ro 


CHRISTIAN. 


3  What  though  temptations  oft  distress, 

And  sin  assails  and  breaks  my  peace  ; 
Thou  wilt  uphold,  and  save,  and  bless, 
And  bid  the  storms  of  passion  cease. 

4  Then  let  me  take  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  walk  beside  thee  onward  still  ; 
Till  my  glad  feet  shall  safely  stand, 
For  ever  nnn  on  Zion's  hill. 

803  "How  can  I  keep  from  singing?  "    I  .  M. 
i  My  life  flows  on  in  endless  song  • 
Above  earth's  lamentation, 
1  catch  the  sweet,  though  far-off  hymn 

That  hails  a  new  creation  ; 
Through  all  the  tumult  and  the  strife, 

I  hear  the  music  ringing  ; 
It  finds  an  echo  in  my  soul — 
How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 

2  What  though  my  joys  and  comforts  die  ? 

The  Lord  my  Saviour  liveth  ; 
What  though  the  darkness  gather  round? 

Songs  in  the  night  he  giveth  ; 
No  storm  can  shake  my  inmost  calm, 

While  to  that  refuge  clinging  ; 
Since  Christ  is  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 

3  I  lift  my  eyes  ;  the  cloud  grows  thin  ; 

I  see  the  blue  above  it  ; 
And  day  by  day  this  pathway  smooths, 

Since  first  I  learned  to  love  it  ; 
The  peace  of  Christ  makes  fresh  my  heart, 

A  fountain  ever  springing  ; 
All  things  are  mine  since  1  am  his — 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing? 

804=  "  Closer  than  a  brother ."  P.M. 

i  I've  found  a  friend  ;  oh,  such  a  friend  ! 
He  loved  me  ere  I  knew  him  ; 
He  drew  me  with  the  chords  of  love, 

And  thus  he  bound  me  to  him. 
And  round  my  heart  still  closely  twine 

Those  ties  which  naught  can  sever, 
For  I  am  his,  and  he  is  mine, 
For  ever  and  for  ever. 

a  I've  found  a  friend  ;  oh,  such  a  friend  ! 

He  bled,  he  died  to  save  me  ; 
And  not  alone  the  gift  of  life, 

Hut  his  own  self  he  gave  me. 
Naught  that  1  have  my  own  I  call, 

I  hold  it  for  the  Giver  : 
My  heart,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  all, 

Are  his,  and  his  for  ever. 

3  I've  found  a  friend  ;  oh,  such  a  friend  ! 
All  power  to  him  is  given, 
To  guard  me  on  my  onward  1 1 
And  bring  me  safe  to  heaven. 


The  eternal  glories  gleam  afar, 

To  nerve  my  faint  endeavor  : 
So  now  to  watch,  to  work,  to  war, 

And  then  to  rest  for  ever  ! 

oOo  '*  The  Saviour  died  for  tne."      C.  M. 

i  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 

Awake  the  sacred  song  ! 
Oh,  may  his  love — immortal  flame — 

Tune  every  heart  and  tongue  ! 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach? 

What  mortal  tongue  display? 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch, 
In  wonder,  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord  !  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee', 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, — 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  !  " 

4  Oh,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

8C6  Christ  above  all.  C  M. 

i  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue — 
It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  joys  can  now  no  longer  please, 

Nor  ev'n  content  afford  : 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
For  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed, 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice— 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  tixed  my  roving  heart. 

5  And  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 

A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 
Dear  Lord  !  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee. 

807  "He  is  precious:1  C,  M. 

i   Hi  est  Jesus  !  when  my  soaring  thoughts 

O'er  all  thy  graces  rove, 
How  is  mv  soul  in  transport  lost, — 

In  wonder,  joy,  and  love  ! 

2  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  my  cars, 
Like  thy  belovld  name  j 
N<>r  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  Same. 


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3  W  "lere'er  I  look,  my  wondering  eyes 

Unnumbered  blessings  sec  ; 

But  what  is  life,  with  all  its  bliss, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  rival  in  my  breast  ? 

Search,  Lord,  for  thou  canst  tell 
If  aught  can  raise  my  passions  thus, 
Or  please  my  soul  so  well. 

5  No  ;  thou  art  precious  to  my  heart, 

My  portion  and  my  joy  : 
For  ever  let  thy  boundless  grace 
My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

808  "Whom  have  I  but  thee?"         C    M. 

1  O  Lord  !  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same  : 

May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

Hut  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  O  Lord  !  I  cast  my  care  on  thee  ; 

I  triumph  and  adore  ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

809  Strength,  Fortress \  Refuge.         C.    M. 
1  Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

s  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  oh,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still, 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat, 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneaih  thy  feet. 


810  4l  Whom  unseen,  iue  love."  C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 

That  radiant  form  of  thine  ! 
The  vail  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  blessed  face  and  mine  ! 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me  ; 
And  earth  hath  ne'er  so  dear  a  spot, 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  unsought, 

When  slumbers  o'er  me  roll, 

Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought, 

And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone  ; 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord  !— and  will, 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal. 

And  still  this  throbbing  heart. 
The  rending  vail  shall  thee  reveal, 
All  glorious  as  thou  art ! 

811  "Altogether  Lovely."  CM. 

1  My  God  !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  ! 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  : 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss. 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his  ! 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word  ; 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  embrace  my  dearest  Lord  ! 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  : 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

812  iCor.i:  22-24.  C    M 

1  Dearest  of  all  the  names  above, 

My  Jesus  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  tritle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

Thy  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 


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3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  rind  : 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy,  begin  : 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear  ; 
His  grace  removes  my  sin. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  the  incarnate  Mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

813  "  To  live  is  Christ:1  C.  M. 
i  Jesus,  who  on  his  glorious  throne 

Rules  heaven,  and  earth,  and  sea, 
Is  pleased  to  claim  me  for  his  own 
And  give  himself  to  me. 

2  His  person  fixes  all  my  love, 

His  blood  removes  my  fear  ; 
And  while  he  pleads  for  me  above, 
His  arm  preserves  me  here. 

3  His  word  of  promise  is  my  food. 

His  Spirit  is  my  guide  ; 
Thus  daily  is  my  strength  renewed, 
And  all  my  wants  supplied. 

4  For  him  I  count  as  gain  each  loss, 

Disgrace  for  him  renown  ; 
Well  may  I  glory  in  my  cross, 
While  ne  prepares  my  crown. 

814  ''''He  is  precious" — i  Pet.  2  :  7.     C  M. 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast  j 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Jesus!  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 

And  cold  my  wannest  thought j 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  ait, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name, 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


815  "His  name  Jesus"— Matt.  1  :  21.  C.  M. 

1  Jesus  !  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  K>  mine  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  Yes  !— thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust  ; 
Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Not  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart. 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there  ; — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

816  "  Jesus  only."— Matt.  17  :  8.        C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee, 

With  sweetness  fills  my  breast : 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind  ! 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart ! 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek  ! 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  thou  art ! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek  ! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?    Ah  !  this, 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show  ; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is, 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou, 

As  liiou  our  prize  wilt  be  ; 
Jesus,  be  thou  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity. 

817  u Unseen  yive  love"  S.  M. 

1  Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 

Have  we  beheld  the  Lord  ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name  ; 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 

Vet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above 
And  heaven  begins  below. 


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818  *•  Jesus,  my  strength.*1  5.  M. 

i  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hear'st  iny  prayer. 

2  Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do  ; 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind 
The  lures  of  pleasing  ill ; — 

4  A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain 
The  consecrated  cross  ; — 

5  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; — 

6  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

819  fc*  The  Master  is  come"  S.  M. 
i  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine  ! 

Thy  happy  servant  see  ; 
My  Conqueror  !  with  what  joy  divine 
Thy  captive  clings  to  thee  ! 

2  I  would  not  walk  alone, 

Hut  still  with  thee,  my  God, 
At  every  step  my  blindness  own, 
And  ask  of  thee  the  road. 

3  The  weakness  I  enjoy 

That  casts  me  on  thy  breast : 
The  conflicts  that  thy  strength  employ 
Make  me  divinely  blest. 

4  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine  ! 

Still  keep  thy  servant  true  ; 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide  divine  ! 
Bring,  bring  thy  pilgrim  through. 

5  Mv  Conqueror  and  my  King  ! 

Still  keep  me  in  thy  train  ; 
And  with  thee  thy  glad  captive  bring 
When  thou  return'st  to  reign. 

820  "Jesus  is  my  Friend."  S.  M. 
i»  Since  Jesus  is  my  friend, 

And  I  to  him  belong, 
It  matters  not  v*hat  foes  intend, 
However  fierce  and  strong. 


2  He  whispers  in  my  breast 

Sweet  words  of  holy  cheer, 
How  they  who  seek  in  God  their  rest 
Shall  ever  find  him  near  ; — 

3  How  God  hath  built  above 

A  city  fair  and  new, 
Where  eye  and  heart  shall  see  and  prove 
What  faith  has  counted  true. 

4  My  heart  for  gladness  springs  ; 

It  cannot  more  be  sad  ; 
For  very  joy  it  smiles  and  sings, — 
Sees  naught  but  sunshine  glad. 

5  The  sun  that  lights  mine  eyes 

Is  Christ,  the  Lord  I  love  ; 
I  sing  for  joy  of  that  which  lies 
Stored  up  for  me  above. 

821  "Whom  have  I  but  thee."  «3.  M 
i  My  God,  my  Life,  my  Love, 

To  thee,  to  thee  I  call  ; 
I  cannot  live,  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss  : 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

4  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford — 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

5  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll  ; 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

822  >«  To  live  is  Christy  S.  M. 
i  For  me  to  live  is  Christ, 

To  die  is  endless  gain, 
For  him  I  gladly  bear  the  cross, 
And  welcome  grief  and  pain. 

2  Faithful  may  I  endure, 

And  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
Thrice  welcome  home,  beloved  child, 
Inherit  endless  day  ! 

3  A  pilgrimage  my  lot, 

My  home  is  in  the  skies, 
I  nightly  pitch  my  tent  below, 
And  daily  higher  rise. 


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4  My  journey  soon  will  end, 

My  scrip  and  staff  laid  down  ; 
Oh,  tempt  me  not  with  earthly  toys, 
I  go  to  wear  a  crown. 

823  "Closer  than  a  brother."  8,  "]. 
i  One  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  j 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us. 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name  ; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften, 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length,  to  love  ; 
We,  alas  !  forget  too  often 
What  a  friend  we  have  above. 

824  "  Jesus  only:1— Matt.  17  :  8.  8,  7. 

1  Jesus  only,  when  the  morning 

Beams  upon  the  path  I  tread  ; 
Jesus  only,  when  the  darkness 
Gathers  round  my  weary  head. 

2  Jesus  only,  when  the  billows 

Cold  and  sullen  o'er  me  roll  • 
Jesus  only,  when  the  trumpet 

Rends  the  tomb  and  wakes  the  soul. 

3  Jesus  only,  when,  adoring, 

Saints  their  crowns  before  him  bring  ; 
Jesus  only,  I  will,  joyous, 
Through  eternal  ages  sing. 

825  None  but  Jesus.  8,  "]. 

1  None  but  Christ :  his  merit  hides  me, 

He  was  faultless — I  am  fair  ; 
None  but  Christ,  his  wisdom  guides  me, 
He  was  out-cast — I'm  his  care. 

2  None  but  Christ :  his  Spirit  seals  me, 

Gives  me  freedom,  with  control  ; 
None  but  Christ,  his  bruising  heals  me, 
And  his  sorrow  soothes  my  soul. 

3  None  but  Christ :  his  life  sustains  me, 

Strength  and  song  to  me  he  is  ; 
None  but  Christ,  his  love  constrains  me, 
He  is  mine  and  I  am  his. 

826  "With  you  always"  8,7. 
1  Always  with  us,  always  with  us — 

Words  of  I  hcer  and  w  ords  of  love  ; 
Thus  the  risen  Saviour  w  hispcrs, 
From  his  dwelling-place  above. 


2  With  us  when  we  toil  in  sadness, 

Sowing  much  and  reaping  none  ; 
Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won. 

3  With  us  when  the  storm  is  sweeping 

O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear  ; 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 
Stilling  every  anxious  fear. 

4  With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream  ; 
Lighting  up  the  steps  to  glory 
With  salvation's  radiant  beam. 

827  M Finish  thy  new  creation.*"      8,  J,  D. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, — 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  : 
Jesus  !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest: 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ! 
Speedily  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ! 

3  Finish  then  thy  new  creation, 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be  : 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee  ! 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place  ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

828  Seamen. — Mark  a,-.  38.  8,  7.  D 

1  Tossed  upon  life's  raging  billow, 

Sweet  it  is,  O  Lord  !  to  know 
Thou  didst  press  a  sailor's  pillow, 

And  canst  feel  a  sailor's  woe  j 
Never  slumbering,  never  sleeping, 

Though  the  night  be  dark  and  drear, 
Thou  the  faithful  watch  art  keeping  ; 

k*  All,  all's  well,"  thy  constant  cheer. 

2  And  though  loud  the  wind  is  howling, 

Fierce  though  Hash  the  lightnings  red, 
Darkly  though  the  storm-cloud's  scowling 

O'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head  ;— 
Thou  canst  calm  the  raging  ocean, 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still. 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commotion. 

At  the  bidding  of  thy  will. 


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3  Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will  cherish, 

While  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish. 

Thou  wilt  hear  the  sailor's  cry  : 
And  though  mast  and  sail  be  riven, 

Soon  life's  voyage  will  be  o'er  ; 
Safely  moored  in  heaven's  wide  haven, 

Storm  and  tempest  vex  no  more. 

829  Phillppians  1  :  23.  8.  D. 

1  Ye  angels !  who  stand  round  the  throne, 

And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, — 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, 

Oh,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise  : 
He  formed  you  the  spirits  you  are, 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good  ; 
When  others  sank  down  in  despair, 

Confirmed  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

2  Ye  saints  !  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat ; 
He  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 

He  ransomed irom  death  and  despair  : 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong  ! 
1  want — oh,  1  want  to  be  there, 

To  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu — 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share — 

To  wonder,  and  worship  with  you  ! 

830  "Whom  unseen  ive  love."  S.   D 

1  My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love, 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore, 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power,— 
Dissolve  thou  those  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee  ; 
Ah,  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 

And  make  me  eternally  free  ! 

2  When  that  happv  era  begins, 

When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 

The  bosom  on  which  I  recline, 
Oh,  then  shall  the  vail  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured  ! 
I  shall  meet  him,  whom  absent  I  loved, 

I  shall  see,  whom  unseen  I  adored. 

3  And  then,  nevermore  shall  the  fears, 

The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  vallev  of  tears, 
Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose  : 


To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone  ; 
Oh,  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 

And  waft  me  away  10  his  throne  ! 

831  M  Whom  have  I  but  thee  ?"  3. 

1  How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
The  woodlands,  the  fields,  and  the  flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  softer  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  can  banish  my  gloom, 
And  bid  all  within  me  rejoice. 

3  Dear  Lord  !  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

And  thou  art  my  light  and  my  song  ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 

4  Oh,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  the  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore  ; 
Or  bid  me  soar  upward  on  high, 
Where  winters  and  storms  are  no  more. 

832  XK  Ministering  Spirits" — Heb.i:  14.     3. 

1  Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer, 

Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  of  thine, 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 
I  sleeping  or  waking  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And,  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

3  Thy  ministering  spirits  descend 

To  watch  while  thy  saints  are  asleep  ; 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend, 
The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep. 

4  Bright  seraphs,  despatched  from  the  throne. 

Repair  to  their  stations  assigned  ; 
And  angels  elect  are  sent  down. 
To  guard  the  redeemed  of  mankind. 

5  Their  worship  no  interval  knows  ; 

Their  fervor  is  still  on  the  wing  ; 
And,  while  they  protect  my  repose, 
They  chant  to  the  praise 'of  my  King. 

6  I,  too,  at  the  season  ordained. 

Their  chorus  for  ever  shall  join, 

And  love  and  adore,  without  end, 

Their  faithful  Creator  and  mine. 

833  kl Altogether  lovely." — Rev.  1  :   5,  6.         8 
1  My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 

His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim  : 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 


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2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ  ; 

To  see  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

3  He  freely  redeemed  with  his  blood, 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell : — 

4  To  shine  with  the  angels  in  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing, 
To  view,  with  eternal  delight, 
My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King  ! 

834  "I  need  thee!'  7,  6.  D. 

1  I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 

For  I  am  very  poor  j 
A  stranger  and  a  pilgrim, 

I  have  no  earthly  store : 
I  need  the  love  of  Jesus 

To  cheer  me  on  my  way, 
To  guide  my  doubting  footsteps, 

To  be  my  strength  and  stay. 

2  I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 

I  need  a  friend  like  thee, 
A  friend  to  soothe  and  pity, 

A  friend  to  care  for  me  : 
I  need  the  heart  of  Jesus 

To  feel  each  anxious  care, 
To  tell  my  every  trial, 

And  all  my  sorrows  share. 

3  1  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 

I  need  thee,  day  by  day, 
To  fill  me  with  thy  fullness, 

To  lead  me  on  my  way  j 
I  need  thy  Holy  Spirit 

To  teach  me  what  I  am, 
To  show  me  more  of  Jesus, 

And  point  me  to  the  Lamb. 

4  I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus, 

And  hope  to  see  thee  soon 
Encircled  with  the  rainbow, 

And  seated  on  thy  throne  • 
There,  with  thy  blood-bougnt  children, 

My  joy  shall  ever  be 
To  sing  thy  praises,  Jesus, 

To  gaze   my  Lord,  on  thee. 

835  "  Without  Me,  nothing."       7,  6.  D. 
1  I  know  no  life  divided, 

O  Lord  of  life  !  from  thee  ; 
In  thee  is  life  provided 

For  all  mankind,  for  me: 
I  know  no  death,  O  Jesus  I 

I'm  ( ;iu -.(.•  1  live  in  thee  ; 
'1  hv  death  it  is  which  frees  us 

From  death  eternally. 


3  I  fear  no  tribulation, 

Since,  whatsoe'er  it  be, 
It  makes  no  separation 

Between  my  Lord  and  me  ; 
If  thou,  my  God  and  Teacher  ! 

Vouchsafe  to  be  my  own, 
Though  poor,  I  shall  be  richer 

Than  monarch  on  his  throne. 

836  lv  He  hath  borne  our  griefs."     ~] >  O.  D. 

1  I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load  ; 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White  in  his  blood  most  precious, 

Till  not  a  spot  remains. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus  j 

All  fullness  dwells  in  him  • 
He  healeth  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem  : 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares  ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

3  I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus, 

This  weary  soul  of  mine  ; 
His  right  hand  me  embraces, 

I  on  his  breast  recline  : 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord  ; 
Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes, 

His  name  abroad  is  poured. 

4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child  : 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

And  learn  the  angels'  song. 

837  "  God,  07ir  Saviour"  7>  ".  ^ 

1  To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour ! 

My  heart  exulting  sings. 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Almighty  King  of  kings  ! 
I'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn,  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east. 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 
Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 


LOVE  FOR  THE  SAVIOUR. 


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My  voice,  in  supplication, 
Well-pleased  the  Lord  shall  hear  : 

Oh,  grant  me  thy  salvation, 
And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

3  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 

I'll  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted, 

Up  to  thy  bright  abode  ; 
Then  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

And,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
Unceasingly  adore  thee: — 

What  could  an  angel  more  ? 

838  •' I  20 nil  come  to  you."  II. 
x  Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer,  abide  thou  with  me; 

Come,   gladden  my   spirit   that    waiteth   for 

thee  ; 
Thy  smile  every  shadow  shall  chase  from  my 

heart, 
And  soothe  every  sorrow  though  keen  be  the 

smart. 

2  Without  thee  but  weakness,  with  thee  I  am 

strong  ; 
By  day  thou  shalt  lead  me,  by  night  be  my 

song, 
Though  dangers    surround  me,  I  still  every 

fear,  , 

Since  thou,  the  Most  Mighty,  my  Helper,  art 

near. 

3  Thy   love,   oh,   how   faithful !   so   tender,   so 

pure  ! 
Thy  promise,  faith's  anchor,  how  steadfast 

and  sure  ! 
That  love,  like  sweet  sunshine,  my  cold  heart 

can  warm, 
That  promise   make   steady  my  soul  in  the 

storm. 

4  Breathe,  breathe  on  my  spirit,  oft  ruffled,  thy 

peace  : 
From  restless,  vain  wishes,  bid  thou  my  heart 

cease  ; 
In  thee  all  its  longings  henceforward  shall  end, 
Till,   glad,   to    thy   presence    my   soul   shall 

ascend 

5  Oh,   then,  blessed  Jesus,  who  once  for  me 

died, 
Made  clean  in  the  fountain  that  gushed  from 

thy  side, 
I  shall  see  thy  full  glory,  thy  face  shall  behold, 
And  praise  thee  with  raptures  for  ever  untold  ! 

839  "Distresses  for  Christ's  sake."  II. 
i  For  what  shall  I  praise  thee,  my  God  and  my 

King, 
For  what   blessings  the  tribute  of  gratitude 
bring  ? 


Shall  I  praise  thee  for  pleasure,  for  heaUh,  or 

for  ease, 
For  the  sunshine  of  youth,  for  the  garden  ot 

peace  ? 

2  For  this  I  should  praise  ;  but  if  only  for  this 

I  should   leave   half  untold  the   donation  of 

bliss ! 
I  thank  thee  for  sickness,  for  sorrow,  and  care 
For  the  thorns  I  have  gathered,  the  anguibi 

I  bear ; — 

3  For  nights  of  anxiety,  watching,  and  tears, 
A  present  of  pain,  a  prospective  of  fears  ; 

I  praise  thee,  I  bless  thee,  my  Lord  and  my 
God, 

For  the  good  and  the  evil  thy  hand  hath  be- 
stowed ! 

840  Love  and  assurance. — Jer.  23  :  6.         II* 

1  I  once  was  a  stranger  to  grace  and  to  God  ; 

I  knew  not  my  danger,  and  felt  not  my  load  ; 
Though  friends  spoke  in  rapture  of  Christ  on 

the  tree, 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  seemed  nothing  to  me. 

2  When  free  grace  awoke  me  by  light  from  on 

high, 
Then  legal  fears  shook  me  :  I  trembled  to  die: 
No  refuge,  no  safety,  in  self  could  I  see  : 
Jehovah,  thou  only  my  Saviour  must  be  ! 

3  My  terrors  all  vanished  before  his  sweet  name; 
My   guilty   fears  banished,  with  boldness  I 

came 
To  drink  at  the  fountain,  so  copious  and  free  : 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  is  all  things  to  me. 

4  Jehovah,  the  Lord,  is  my  treasure  and  boast  ; 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  I  ne'er  can  be  lost  ; 

In  thee  I  shall  conquer,  by  flood  and  \>y  field, 
Jehovah  my  anchor,  Jehovah  my  shield  ! 

841  ^^ Looking  unto  Jesus." — Heb.  12  :  2.      II. 

1  O  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are 

sore  ! 
Look  off  unto  Jesus,  now  sorrow  no  more  ! 
The  light  of  his  countenance  shineth  so  bright. 
That  here,  as  in  heaven,  there    need  be    no 

night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  cannot  fear  ; 
I  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesus  near  : 

I  know  that  his  presence  my  safeguard 
For,    "  Why   are   you    troubled?"'    he   saitfl 
unto  me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  oh,  may  I  be  found, 
When  Jordan's  dark  waters'  encompass  me 

round  : 
They  bear  me  awav  in  his  presence  to  be  : 
I  see  him  siill  nearer  whom  always  I  see. 


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CHRISTIAN. 


4  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty  and 
grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to  face; 
Shall  know  how  his  love  went  before  me  each 

day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 

842  "  Jesus,  my  Lord?  "  6,  4. 

1  Jesus,  thy  name  I  love, 
All  other  names  above, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
Oh,  thou  art  all  to  me  ! 
Nothing  to  please  I  see, 
Nothing  apart  from  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 

2  Thou,  blessed  Son  of  God, 
Hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
Oh,  how  great  is  thy  love, 
All  other  loves  above, 
Love  that  I  daily  prove, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ' 

3  When  unto  thee  I  flee, 
Thou  wilt  my  refuge  be, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
What  need  I  now  to  fear? 
What  earthly  grief  or  care, 
Since  thou  art  ever  near  ? 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 

4  Soon  thou  wilt  come  again  ! 
I  shall  be  happy  then, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
Then  thine  own  face  I'll  sec, 
Then  I  shall  like  thee  be, 
Then  evermore  with  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 

843  A  faithful  friend— Ps.  37  :  2.5.       6,  4. 

1  Now  I  have  found  a  Friend 
Whose  love  shall  never  end  ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Though  earthly  joys  decrease, 
Though  human  friendships  cease, 
Now  1  have  lasting  peace  j 

Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Though  I  grow  poor  and  old, 
He  will  my  faith  uphold  ; 

Jesus  is  mine, 
lie  sh;il!  111  y  \\  ants  supply  j 

1  lis  precious  blood  is  nigh, 
Naught  can  my  hope  destroy  ; 
Jesus  is  mine. 

3  When  earth  shall  pass  away, 
In  the  great  judgment  day, 

JeSlll  i  I  mine 


Oh,  what  a  glorious  thing 
Then  to  behold  my  King, 
On  tuneful  harps  to  sing, 
Jesus  is  mine. 

4  Father  !  thy  name  I  bless  ; 
Thine  was  the  sovereign  grace  ; 

Praise  shall  be  thine  ; 
Spirit  of  holiness  ! 
Sealing  the  Father's  grace, 
Thou  mad'st  my  soul  embrace 
Jesus  as  mine. 

844  "Look  unto  Me" — Isa.  45     22.        6,  4, 

1  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine  ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
Oh,  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine ! 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart ; 

My  zeal  inspire  ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

He  thou  my  guide  ; 
Hid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream. 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour  !  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh,  bear  me  safe  above, 
A  ransomed  soul ! 

845  "  Jesus  ontyr—IIeb.  12  :  2.  6,  4. 

1  Saviour,  I  look  to  thee, 
Be  not  thou  far  from  me, 

'Mid  storms  that  lower: 
On-me  thy  care  bestow, 
Thy  loving-kindness  show, 
Thine  arms  around  me  throw 

This  trying  hour. 

2  Saviour,  I  look  to  thee, 
Feeble  as  infancy, 

(  rird  Up  my  heart  : 

Author  of  life  and  light, 

Thou  hast  an  arm  oi"  might, 

Thine  is  the  sovereign  light, 

Thy  strength  impait. 


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3  Saviour,  1  look  to  thee, 
Let  me  thy  fullne- 

Save  me  from  fear  ; 
While  at  thv  cross  I  kneel, 
All  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  a  free  pardon  seal, 

My  soul  to  cheer. 

4  Saviour,  I  look  to  thee, 
Thine  shall  the  glory  be, 

Hearer  of  prayer  : 
Thou  art  my  only  aid, 
On  thee  my' soul  is  stayed, 
Naught  can  my  heart  invade, 

While  thou  art  near. 

846  Genesis  28  :  10-22.  6,  4. 

1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 
Ev'n  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me  ! 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone. 
Vet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven  ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise  ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

5  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

847     "  Love st  thou  me?"— John  21  :  17.    6.  4. 
1  More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ ! 

More  love  to  thee  ! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make, 

On  bended  knee  ; 


This  is  my  earnest  plea,— 
M    re  love,  O  Christ !  to  thee, 
More  love  to  thee  ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest ; 
Now  thee  alone  I  seek, 

Give  what  is  best : 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, — 
More  love,  6  Christ,  to  thee. 

More  love  to  thee  ! 

3  Let  sorrow  do  its  work, 

Send  grief  and  pain  ; 
Sweet  are  thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain, 
When  they  can  sing  with  me, — 
More  love',  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee  ! 

4  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  thy  praise  ; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise, — 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, — 
More  love,  O  Christ !  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee  ! 

848  "A  way  they  knew  not.1 

1  Saviour  !  I  follow  on. 

Guided  by  thee, 
Seeing  not  yet  the  hand 

That  leadeth  me  ; 
Hushed  be  my  heart  and  still, 
Fear  I  no  further  ill, 
Only  to  meet  thy  will 

My  will  shall  be. 

2  Riven  the  rock  for  me 

Thirst  to  relieve, 
Manna  from  heaven  falls 

Fresh  every  eve  ; 
Never  a  want  severe 
Causeth  my  eye  a  tear, 
But  thou  dost  whisper  near, 

"  Only  believe  !  ' 

3  Often  to  Marah's  brink 

Have  I  been  brought  ; 
Shrinking  the  cup  to  drink, 

Help  I  have  sought ; 
And  with  the  prayer's  ascent, 
Jesus  the  branch  hath  rent, 
Quickly  relief  hath  sent, 

Sweetening  the  draught. 

4  Saviour!  I  long  to  walk 

Closer  with  thee  ; 
Led  by  thy  guiding  hand. 
Ever  to  be : 


6.  4. 


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CHRISTIAN. 


Constantly  near  thy  side, 
Quickened  and  purified. 
Living  for  him  who  died 
Freely  for  me  ! 

849  "  Jesus  is  mine." — Cant.  2  :  16.       6,  4. 

1  Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy  ; 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Break,  every  tender  tie  ; 

Jesus  is  mine  : 
Dark  is  the  wilderness  ; 
Earth  has  no  resting-place  ; 
Jesus  alone  can  bless  ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away  ; 

Jesus  is  mine  : 
Here  would  I  ever  stay  ; 

Jesus  is  mine  : 
Perishing  things  of  clay 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine : 
Lost  in  this  dawning  bright, 

Jesus  is  mine  : 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried, 
Left  but  a  dismal  void  ; 
Jesus  has  satisfied  ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

4  Farewell,  mortality ; 

Jesus  is  mine  : 
Welcome,  eternity  ; 

Jesus  is  mine  : 
Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest ! 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest ; 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast ; 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 

850  "He  is  precious."  C.  P.  M. 

1  Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine  ! 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt, 

( >\  sin  and  wrath  divine  ! 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  lie  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  tin  one  \ 
In  loftiest  Bongs  of  sweetest  praise, 

1  would  tO  everlasting  dn\  H 
Make  all  his  glories  known. 


4  Well— the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace 


851 


The  Incarnation. 


C.  P.  M 


1  Oh,  let  your  mingling  voices  rise 
In  grateful  rapture  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth  ; 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

2  He  came  to  bid  the  weary  rest ; 

To  heal  the  sinner's  wounded  breast ; 

To  bind  the  broken  heart ; 
To  spread  the  light  of  truth  around  ; 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound, 

The  heavenly  gift  impart. 

3  He  came  our  trembling  souls  to  save, 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  the  grave, 

And  chase  our  fears  away  ; 
Victorious  over  death  and  time, 
To  lead  us  to  a  happier  clime, 

Where  reigns  eternal  day. 

852  Psalm  23.  7»  &• 

1  Shepherd  !  with  thy  tendcrest  love, 
Guide  me  to  thy  fold  above  ; 

Let  me  hear  thy  gentle  voice  ; 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
From  thy  fullness  grace  receive, 
Ever  in  thy  Spirit  live. 

2  Filled  by  thee  my  cup  o'erflows, 
For  thy  love  no  limit  knows  : 
Guardian  angels,  ever  nigh, 
Lead  and  draw  my  soul  on  high  ; 
Constant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  wilt  attend. 

3  Jesus,  with  thy  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest  : 
Guide  me  while  I  draw  my  nreath, 
Guard  me  through  the  gate  of  death, 
And  at  last,  oh,  let  me  stand, 

With  the  sheep  at  thy  right  hand. 

853  "  Only  tJwcr—Fhil.  3:8.  7,  61. 

1  Blessed  Saviour  !  thee  I  love, 

All  my  other  joys  above  • 

All  my  hones  in  thee  abide, 

Thou  my  hope,  and  naught  beside  : 

Ever  lei  my  gl«>i  y  be, 

Only,  only,  only  thee. 


LOVE  FOR  THE  SAVIOUR. 


iSl 


2  Once  again  beside  the  cross, 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss  ; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away, — 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day  : 
Hence,  vain  shadows  !  let  me  see 
Jesus  crucitied  for  me. 

3  Blessed  Saviour,  thine  am  I, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die  ; 
Height  or  depth,  or  earthly  power, 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more  : 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee  ! 

854  » l  Hoiu  in  uch  I  owe. ' ' 

i  Chosen  not  for  good  in  me. 
Waked  from  coming  wrath  to  flee, 
Hidden  in  the  Saviour's  side, 
By  the  Spirit  sanctified — 
Teach  me.  Lord,  on  earth  to  show, 
By  my  love,  how  much  I  owe. 

a  Oft  I  walk  beneath  the  cloud, 
Dark  as  midnight's  gloomy  shroud: 
But,  when  fear  is  at  the  height, 
Jesus  comes,  and  all  is  light ; 
Blessed  Jesus  !  bid  me  show 
Doubting  saints  how  much  I  owe. 

3  Oft  the  nights  of  sorrow  reign — 
Weeping,  sickness,  sighing,  pain  ; 
But  a  night  thine  anger  burns — 
Morning  comes,  and  joy  returns  : 
God  of  comforts  !  bid  me  show 
To  thy  poor  how  much  I  owe. 

4  When  in  flowery  paths  I  tread, 
Oft  by  sin  I'm  captive  led  ; 
Oft  I  fall,  but  still  arise— 
Jesus  comes— the  tempter  flies  : 
Blessed  Jesus  !  bid  me  show 
Weary  sinners  all  I  owe. 

855      "He  first  loved  us."— John  4  : 

1  Saviour  !  teach  me,  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey  ; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  him  who  tirst  loved  me. 

2  With  a  childlike  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move  ; 
Prompt  to  serve  arid  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace  ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee. 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 


7,  61. 


4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy  ; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be. 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe  ; 
Singing,  till  thy  face  I  see, 

Of  his  love  who  first  loved  me. 

856  Psalm  131. 

1  Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 

I  shall  as  my  Master  be, — 
Rooted  in  humility  ! 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Changed  into  a  little  child  ; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides. 
Weaned  from  all  the  world  besides 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee  ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  Oh,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined  ! 
Him  let  Israel  still  adore, 
Trust  him.  praise  him  evermore. 

857  M I am  iv  hat  I  am." 

1  Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace  ! 

Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me. 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am  and  hope  to  be. 

2  What  I  am,  as  one  redeemed, 

Saved  and  rescued  b}-  the  Lord  ; 
Hating  what  I  once  esteemed, 
Loving  what  I  once  abhorred. 

3  What  I  hope  to  be  ere  long, 

When  I  take  my  place  above  ; 

When  I  join  the  liearenlv  throng  ; 

When  I  see  the  God  of  love. 

4  Then  I  hope  like  him  to  be, 

Who  redeemed  his  saints  from  sin, 
Whom  I  now  obscurely  see, 
Through  a  vail  that  stands  between 

5  Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace  ! 

Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me  ; 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be. 

858  "Altogether  Lovely" 
1   Barth  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair, 

Lovely  forms  or  beauties  rare, 
But  before  my  eyes  they  bring 
Christ,  of  beauty  Source  and  Spring. 


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2  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
"When  the  golden  sunbeams  rise, 
Then  my  Saviour's  form  I  find 
Brightly  imaged  on  my  mind. 

3  When  the  star-beams  pierce  the  night, 
Oft  I  think  on  Jesus'  light, 

Think  how  bright  that  light  will  be, 
Shining  through  eternity. 

4  Come,  Lord  Jesus  !  and  dispel 
This  dark  cloud  in  which  I  dwell, 
And  to  me  the  power  impart 

To  behold  thee  as  thou  art. 

859  ^^  Immanuel" — Isa.j:  14. 

1  Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows 

Charm  me  in  Immanuel's  name  j 
All  her  hopes  my  spirit  owes 
To  his  birth,  and  cross,  and  shame. 

2  When  he  came,  the  angels  sung, 

li  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  :  " 
Lord,  unloose  my  stammering  tongue  ; 
Who  should  louder  sing  than  I  ? 

3  Did  the  Lord  a  man  become. 

That  he  might  the  law  fulfill, 
Bleed  and  suffer  in  my  room, — 
And  canst  thou,  my  tongue,  be  still  ? 

4  No  •  I  must  my  praises  bring, 

Though  they  worthless  are,  and  w-eak  ; 
For  should  I  refuse  to  sing, 
Sure  the  very  stones  would  speak. 

5  O  my  Saviour  !  Shield  and  Sun, 

Shepherd,  Brother,  Lord,  and  Friend— 
Every  precious  name  in  one  ! 
I  will  love  thee  without  end. 

860  "To  live  is  Christ."— Phil.  1  :  21. 

1  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  Ground, 

Christ,  the  Spring  of  all  my  joy, 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found, 
Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

3  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

Freely  from  thy  fullness  give  ; 
Till  1  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ  for  me  to  live  !  " 

2  Firmly  trusting  in  thy  blood, 

Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound  ; 
Safely  1  shall  pass  the  Hood, 

Salely  reach  Emmanuel's  ground. 

4  When  I  touch  the  blessld  shore, 

Back  the  closing  waves  shall  roll  ! 

Death's  dark  stream  shall  nevermore 

Part  from  thee  my  ravished  soul. 


5  Thus, — oh,  thus  an  entrance  give 
To  the  land  of  cloudless  skv  ; 
Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  live," 
Let  me  know  it  lk  gain  to  die." 

861  "Thy  bou ndless  love."  L.  M .  1 1. 

1  Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare  ; 
Oh,  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there  : 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  am  ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame. 

2  Oh,  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  . 
Oh,  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, — 

My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown  : 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove  ; 
My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  O  Love  !  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 

All  pain  before  thy  presence  flies  ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 
Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arise  : 

0  [esus  !  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire,  or  seek  but  thee  ! 

4  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace  ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power  , 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

862  "My  Strength,  my  Tower."  L.  M.  61 

1  Thee  will  I  love,  my  Strength,  my  Tower  ! 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Joy,  my  Crown  ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  with  all  my  power, 

In  all  thy  works,  and  thee  alone  : 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire. 

2  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun  ! 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  hnve  shincd  • 

1  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind  : 
I  thank  thee,  whose  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

3  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray  : 
Strengthen  my  feet,  with  steady  pace 
Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way  ; 

That  all  mv  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

4  Thee  will  I  love,  my  Joy,  my  Crown  ! 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord",  my  God  ! 
Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown 

Or  smile,  thy  sceptre  or  thy  rod. 
What  though  my  heart  and  flesh  decay  ? 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day. 


LOVE  FOR  THE  SAVIOUR 


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863       " All fullness ."— Col.  1:  19.     L.  M.  61. 

1  Jesus,  thou  source  of  calm  repose, 

All  fullness  dwells  in  thee  divine  ; 
Our  strength,  to  quell  the  proudest  foes  ; 

Our  light,  in  deepest  gloom  to  shine  ; 
Thou  art  our  fortress,  strength  and  tower, 
Our  trust  and  portion,  evermore. 

2  Jesus,  our  Comforter  thou  art  ; 

Our  rest  in  toil,  our  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  balm  to  heal  each  broken  heart, 

In  storms  our  peace,  in  loss  our  gain  ; 
Our  joy,  beneath  the  worlding's  frown; 
Ii   shame,  our  glory  and  our  crown  ; — 

3  In  want,  our  plentiful  supply  ; 

la  weakness,  our  almighty  power  ; 
In  bonds,  our  perfect  liberty  : 

Our  refuge  in  temptation's  hour  : 
Our  comfort,  amidst  grief  and  thrall  ; 
Our  life  in  death  ;  our  all  in  all. 


864 


L.  M.  61. 


11  Just  such  as  /." 

1  As  oft  with  worn  and  weary  feet, 

We  tread  earth's  rugged  valley  o'er, 
The  thought,  how  comforting  and  sweet, 

Christ  trod  this  very  path  before  ! 
Our  wants  and  weaknesses  he  knows, 
From  life's  first  dawning  till  its  close. 

2  If  Satan  tempt  our  hearts  to  stray, 

And  whisper  evil  things  within, 
So  did  he  in  the  desert  way, 

Assail  our  Lord  with  thoughts  of  sin  : 
When  worn,  and  in  a  feeble  hour, 
The  tempter  came  with  all  his  power. 

3  Just  such  as  I,  this  earth  he  trod, 

With  every  human  ill  but  sin  ; 
And,  though  indeed  the  very  God, 

As  I  am  now,  so  he  has  been  ; 
My  God,  my  Saviour !  look  on  me 
With  pity,  love,  and  sympathy. 

865  The  Solid  Rock.  L.  M.  61. 

1  My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness  ; 
I  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name  : 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  seems  to  vail  his  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace  ; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale. 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail  ; 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 

All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 


3  His  oath,  his  covenant,  and  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  wheiming  flood  : 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay  : 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 

All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

866  Gratitude.— Lam.  3  :  23.  L.  M. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distill  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 

Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light,, 

And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

867  Faith.— Ps.  23:  4.  L.  M. 

1  By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God, 

With  heaven,  my  journey's  end,  in  view  ; 
Supported  by  his  staff  and  rod, 
My  road  is  safe  and  pleasant  too. 

2  Though  snares  and  dangers  throng  my  path. 

And  earth  and  hell  my  course  withstand, 
I  triumph  over  all  by  faith, 
Guarded  by  his  almighty  hand. 

3  The  wilderness  affords  no  food, 

But  God  for  my  support  prepares, 
Provides  me  every  needful  good, 
And  frees  my  soul  from  wants  and  cares. 

4  With  him  sweet  converse  I  maintain  ; 

Great  as  he  is,  I  dare  be  free  ; 

I  tell  him  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

And  he  reveals  his  love  to  me. 

868  Contentment—  Phil.  4:  11.  L.  M 

1  O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
Our  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent  ! 
Where'er  we  dwell,  we  dwell  with  thee. 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

2  To  us  remains  nor  place  nor  time  ; 
Our  country  is  in  every  clime  : 
We  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun. 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none  ; 

But  with  our  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 


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4  Could  we  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot  ; 
But  regions  none  remote  we  call, 
Secure  of  rinding  God  in  all. 

369  Meekness.— Matt.  5:  5.  L.  M. 

1  Happy  the  meek  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  the  Almighty's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Gpirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild  ! 

Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess : 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 


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L.  M. 


Faith.— Heb.  n  :  8. 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  • 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray  ; 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

871  Self-denial. — Luke  9:  23.  L.  M. 
x  If  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 

He  set,  to  hallow  all  we  find. 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 

God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

2  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be. 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see  ; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer, 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

3  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Will  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask  ; — 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

4  Only,  O  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above  ; 
And  help  us  this  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

872  Love. — 1  Cor.  13:  1.  L.  M. 
f  Had  1  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 

And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent .  1  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 


2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell — 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove 
Still  I  am  nothing  wUhout  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor  ; 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  : — 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
He  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fierv  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfill. 

87o  Consistency. —  Titus?.:  10-13.      ^.  M 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord  : 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

874  Humble  Devotion.  C.  M 

1  Father  !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : — 

2  M  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

875  Calmness.— fsa.  26:  3.  CM 

1  Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm  ; 

Let  thine  outstretched  wing 
Be  like  the  shade  of  Elim's  palm, 
Beside  her  desert  spring. 

2  Yes,  keep  me  calm,  though  loud  and  rude 

The  sounds  mv  ear  that  greet, — 

Calm  in  the  closet's  solitude. 
Calm  in  the  bustling  street, — 

3  Calm  in  the  hour  of  buoyant  health, 

Calm  in  the  hour  of  pain, 

Calm  in  my  poverty  or  wealth, 

Calm  in  my  loss  or  gain,— 


GRACES. 


4  Calm  in  the  sufferance  of  wrong, 

Like  him  who  bore  my  shame, 
Calm  'mid  the  threatening,  taunting  throng, 
Who  hate  ihy  holy  name. 

5  Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm, 

Soft  resting  on  thy  breast  ; 
Soothe  me  with  holy  hymn  and  psalm, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest. 

876  Humility.— Is*.  57:   15.  CM. 

1  Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord  I 
The  simple  are  the  best  ; 
Thy  lodging  is  in  child-like  hearts  ; 
Thou  makest  there  thy  rest. 

a  Dear  Comforter  !  eternal  Love  ! 
If  thou  wilt  stay  with  me, 
Of  lowly  thoughts  and  simple  ways, 
I'll  build  a  house  for  thee. 

3  Who  made  this  breathing  heart  of  mine 
But  thou,  my  heavenly  Guest  ? 
Let  no  one  have  it,  then,  but  thee, 
And  let  it  be  thy  rest ! 

877  Docility.— Ps.  131.  C.  M. 

1  Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

3  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild  ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

878  Faith. — Mark  9:  24.  C.  M. 
1  Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own  ; 

Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

a  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 
Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord,  I  believe-  but  oft,  I  know, 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  : 
Mv  weakness  strengthen,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes  !  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief: 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow  ; 
kk  Help  thou  mine  unbelief !  " 


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879  Groiuth  in  grace. — Gal.  5:  22, 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire — 

This  one  great  gift  impart — 
What  most  1  need— and  most  desire, 
An  humble,  holy  heart. 

2  Bear  witness  I  am  born  again, 

My  many  sins  forgiven  : 
Nor  let  a  gloomy  doubt  remain 
To  cloud  my  hope  of  heaven. 

3  More  of  myself  grant  I  may  know 

From  sin's  deceit  be  free, 
In  all  the  Christian  graces  grow, 
And  live  alone  to  thee. 

880  Charitableness.  C.  51. 

1  Think  gently  of  the  erring  one  ! 

And  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet. 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God  ; 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path, 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Forget  not  thou  hast  often  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  must  be  : 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  one, 
As  God  has  dealt  with  thee. 

881  Love. — 1  Cor.  13:  13.  C.  M 

1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

W^here  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge — alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  right  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

882  Brotherly  Kindness.  CM. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace, 
All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 


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a  Oh,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  men, 

When  throned  above  the  skies  ; 
And  mid  the  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground, 
And  made  the  richest  of  his  blood 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

883  Meekness. — Luke  i  :  53.  C  JN1. 

1  Lord  !  when  I  all  things  would  possess, 

1  crave  but  to  be  thine  ; 

Oh,  lowly  is  the  loftiness 

Of  these  desires  divine. 

2  Each  gift  but  helps  my  soul  to  learn 

How  boundless  is  thy  store  ; 
I  go  from  strength  to  strength,  and  yearn 
For  thee,  my  Helper,  more. 

3  How  can  my  soul  divinely  soar, 

How  keep  the  shining  way, 

And  not  more  tremblingly  adore, 

And  not  more  humbly  pray  ! 

4  The  more  I  triumph  in  thy  gifts, 

The  more  I  wait  on  thee  ; 

The  grace  that  mightily  uplifts 

Most  sweetly  humbleth  me. 

5  The  heaven  where  I  would  stand  complete 

My  lowly  love  shall  see, 
And  stronger  grow  the  yearning  sweet, 
My  holy  One  !  for  thee. 

884  Minute  Fidelity.— Eccl.  n  :  6.     CM. 
1  Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 

Nor  deem  it  void  of  power  ; 
There's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed, 
That  waits  its  natal  hour. 

a  A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart. 
And  call  it  back  to  life  ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart, 

And  still  unholy  strife. 

3  No  act  falls  fruitless  ;  none  can  tell 
How  vast  its  power  may  be, 

Nor  what  results  infolded  dwell 
Within  it  silently. 


4  Work  on,  despair  not,  bring  thy  mite, 
Nor  care  how  small  it  be  ; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right, 
The  holy,  true,  and  free. 

885  Faith.— Eph.  2:8.  C.  M. 

1  Oh,  gift  of  gifts  !  oh,  grace  of  faith  ! 

My  God  !  how  can  it  be 
That  thou,  who  hast  discerning  love, 
Shouldst  give  that  gift  to  me  ? 

2  How  many  hearts  thou  mightst  have  had 

More  innocent  than  mine  ! 
How  many  souls  more  worthy  far 
Of  that  sweet  touch  of  thine  ! 

3  Ah,  grace  !  into  unlikeliest  hearts 

It  is  thy  boast  to  come, 

The  glory  of  thy  light  to  find 

In  darkest  spots  a  home. 

4  The  crowd  of  cares,  the  weightiest  cross, 

Seem  trifles  less  than  light- 
Earth  looks  so  little  and  so  low 
When  faith  shines  full  and  bright. 

5  Oh,  happy,  happy  that  I  am  ! 

If  thou  canst  be,  O  Faith, 
The  treasure  that  thou  art  in  life, 
What  wilt  thou  be  in  death  ! 

886  Godly  Sincerity.— Eph.  5:8.         CM 

1  Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know 

That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  his, 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light  !  and  ev'n  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear  ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  see 

Thy  path,  though  thorny,  bright, 
For  God  by  grace  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light. 


887 


C  M. 


Faith. — 2  Cor.  5  :  7. 

1  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 

And  saves  me  from  its  snares  ; 
Its  aid,  in  every  duty,  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
Ami  make  the  dying  live. 


GRACES. 


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3  Wide  it  unvails  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

4  It  shows  the  precious  promise  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  There— there  unshaken  would  I  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies  ; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

888  Joy.— Phil.  4:  4.  S.  M. 

1  Rejoice  in  God  alway  ; 

When  earth  looks  heavenly  bright, 
When  joy  makes  glad  the  livelong  day, 
And  peace  shuts  in  the  night. 

2  Rejoice  when  care  and  woe 

The  fainting  soul  oppress  ; 
When  tears  at  wakeful  midnight  flow, 
And  morn  brings  heaviness. 

3  Rejoice  in  hope  and  fear; 

Rejoice  in  life  and  death  ; 
Rejoice  when  threatening  storms  are  near, 
And  comfort  languisheth. 

4  When  should  not  they  rejoice, 

Whom  Christ  his  brethren  calls  ; 
Who  hear  and  know  his  guiding  voice, 
When  on  their  hearts  it  falls? 

5  So,  though  our  path  is  steep, 

And  many  a  tempest  lowers, 
Shall  his  own  peace  our  spirits  keep, 
And  Christ's  dear  love  be  ours. 


889  Grateful  Confidence 

1  I  bless  the  Christ  of  God, 

I  rest  on  love  divine. 
And  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart, 
I  call  the  Saviour  mine. 

2  His  cross  dispels  each  doubt ; 

I  bury  in  his  tomb 
Each  thought  of  unbelief  and  fear, 
Each  lingering  shade  of  gloom. 

3  I  praise  the  God  of  peace  ; 

I  trust  his  truth  and  might  ; 

He  calls  me  his,  I  call  him  mine, 

My  God,  my  joy,  my  light. 

4  In  him  i?  only  good, 

In  me  is  only  ill  ; 
My  ill  but  draws  his  goodness  forth, 
And  me  he  loveth  still. . 


S.  M, 


5  'Tis  he  who  saveth  me, 

And  freely  pardon  gives  : 
I  love  because  he  loveth  me  ; 
I  live  because  he  lives. 

6  My  life  with  him  is  hid, 

My  death  has  passed  away, 
My  clouds  have  melted  into  light, 
My  midnight  into  day. 

890  Purity.— Matt.  5:8.  S.  M. 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 

For  they  shall  see  their  God  ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs  ; 

Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  He  to  the  lowly  soul 

Doth  still  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  dwelling,  and  his  throne,    * 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord  !  we  thy  presence  seek : 

May  ours  this  blessing  be  ; 
Oh,  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart, — 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 

891  Brotherly  Love.  7-  &• 

1  Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God, 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ; 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

2  They  are  justified  by  grace. 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace  ; 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away  ; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day  : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
Children  of  a  heavenly  birth,— 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one  • 
Glory  is  in  them  begun  : 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

892  Charity.— 1  Cor.  13:  1.  /•  & 

1  Though  I  speak  with  angel  tongues 

Bravest  words  of  strength  and  rire, 
They  are  but  as  idle  songs. 

If  no  love  my  heart  inspire  ; 
All  the  eloquence  shall  pass 
As  the  noise  of  sounding  brass. 

2  Though  I  lavish  all  I  have 

On  the  poor  in  charity, 
Though  I  shrink  not  from  the  grave, 

Or  unmoved  the  stake  can  s< 
Till  by  love  the  work  be  crowned, 
All  shall  pi  \u\. 


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■3  Come,  thou  Spirit  of  pure  love, 

Who  didst  forth  from  God  proceed, 
Never  from  my  heart  remove  ; 
Let  me  all  thy  impulse  heed  ; 
Let  my  heart  henceforward  be 
Moved,  controlled,  inspired  by  thee. 

893  Spirituality.— Rom.  8  :  15. 

1  Abba,  Father,  hear  thy  child, 
Late  in  Jesus  reconciled  ; 
Hear,  and  all  the  graces  shower, 
All  the  joy,  and  peace,  and  power  ; 
All  my  Saviour  asks  above, 

All  the  life  and  heaven  of  love. 

2  Heavenly  Father,  Life  divine, 
Change  my  nature  into  thine  : 

Move  and  spread  throughout  my  soul, 
Renovate  and  fill  the  whole  ; 
Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  go 
Till  the  blessing  thou  bestow. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  no  more  delay  ; 
Come,  and  in  thy  temple  stay  : 
Now,  thine  inward  witness  bear, 
Strong,  and  permanent,  and  clear  : 
Spring  of  life,  thyself  impart ; 
Rise  eternal  in  my  heart. 

894 


7.  61. 


L.  M. 


Adoption. 

1  Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
Who  boast  the  honors  of  their  birth, 
So  high  a  dignity  can  claim, 

As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

•$  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds. 

4  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply, 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  ; 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 


895 


Pardoned  Sin. 


L.  M. 


1  Sweet  peace  of  conscience,  heavenly  guest, 
Come,  fix  thy  mansion  in  my  breast  ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control, 

And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Come,  smiling  hope,  and  joy  sincere, 

(  mne,  make  your  constant  dwelling  here  ; 
Still  let  your  pr<  sence  cheer  my  heart, 
\or  sin  compel  you  to  depart. 


3  O  God  of  hope  and  peace  divine  ! 
Make  thou  these  secret  pleasures  mine  ; 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  fears  remove, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  joy  and  love. 


896 


Grace. — Luke  to:  20. 


L.  M 


1  No  more,  ye  wise  !  your  wisdom  boast ; 
No  more,  ye  strong  !  your  valor  trust ; 
No  more,  ye  rich  !  survey  your  store, 
Elate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore. 

2  Glory,  ye  saints,  in  this  alone, — 
That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known  ; 
That  you  have  owned  his  sovereign  sway, 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

3  All  else,  which  we  our  treasure  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall  ; 

Hut  what  their  happiness  can  move, 
Whom  God,  the  blessed,  deigns  to  love  ! 

897  Completeness. — Col.  2  :  10.  L.  M. 

1  Complete  in  thee  !  no  work  of  mine 
May  take,  dear  Lord,  the  place  of  thine  ; 
Thy  blood  has  pardon  bought  for  me, 
And  I  am  now  complete  in  thee. 

2  Complete  in  thee — no  more  shall  sin, 
Thy  grace  has  conquered,  reign  within  t 
Thy  voice  will  bid  the  tempter  flee, 
And  I  shall  stand  complete  in  thee. 

3  Complete  in  thee — each  want  supplied, 
And  no  good  thing  to  me  denied, 
Since  thou  my  portion,  Lord,  wilt  be, 

I  ask  no  more — complete  in  thee. 

4  Dear  Saviour  !  when,  before  thy  bar 
All  tribes  and  tongues  assembled  are, 
Among  thy  chosen  may  I  be 

At  thy  right  hand — complete  in  thee. 

898  Security  and  Rest.  L.  M 

1  Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 

Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on 

Hut  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  : 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  1  low  oft  they  look  to  heavenly  hills, 

Where  streams  of  living  pleasures  How; 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerlul  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  -upon  their  brow  ! 


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5  They  scorn  to  seek  earth's  golden  toys. 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

899  Perseverance. — Rom.Z'.  33.         *-*«  M.. 

i  Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 

'Tis  God  who  justifies  their  souls  ; 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 

O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

9  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  who  suffered  in  their  stead  ; 
And  their  salvation  to  fulfill, 

Be-hold  him  rising  from  the  dead ! 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  sits  above, 

For  ever  interceding  there  : 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 

Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 
He  who  hath  loved  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too  ! 

5  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ,  our  love. 


900 


Remembrance. — Ps.  112:  6. 


L.  M. 


1  Earth's  transitory  things  decay  ; 
Its  pomps,  its  pleasures  pass  away  ; 
But  the  sweet  memory  of  the  good 
Survives  in  the  vicissitude. 

a  As,  'mid  the  ever-rolling  sea, 
The  eternal  isles  established  be, 
'Gainst  which  the  surges  of  the  main 
Fret,  dash,  and  break  themselves  in  vain  ; — 

3  As,  in  the  heavens,  the  urns  divine 
Of  golden  light  for  ever  shine  ; 

Tho'  clouds  may  darken,  storms  may  rage, 
They  still  shine  on  from  age  to  age  j— 

4  So,  through  the  ocean  tide  of  years, 
The  memory  of  the  just  appears  ; 

So,  through'the  tempest  and  the  gloom, 
The  good  man's  virtues  light  the  tomb. 

901  Assurance. — 2  Pet.  1  :  10.  C.  M. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 


3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

'And  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all  ! — 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

902  Liberty.— John  8  :  36.  C.  &1 

1  If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me, 

No  other  good  I  need  ! 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 
I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

2  I  cannot  rest  till  in  thy  blood 

I  full  redemption  have  ; 
But  thou,  through  whom  I  come  to  God 
Canst  to  the  utmost  save. 

3  I,  too,  with  thee,  shall  walk  in  white  j 

With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove 
What  is  the  length  and  breadth  and  height 
And  depth  of  perfect  love. 

903  Perseverance. — Phil.  1:6.  CM. 
i  Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands, 

My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust; 
If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honor  is  engaged  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep  ; 
All,  whom  his  heavenly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 

His  favorites  from  his  breast  j 
In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  for  ever  rest. 

904  "Saints'  Inventory.'1''  C   M 

1  If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 

And  things  to  come  are  mine  • 
Yea,  Christ,  his  word,  and  Spirit  too. 
And  glory  all  divine. 

2  If  he  is  mine,  then  from  his  love 

He  every  trouble  sends  ; 
All  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  his  rod  attends. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake, 

Let  wealth  and  honor  flee  ; 

Sure  he  who  giveth  me  himself 

Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

4  Oh.  tell  me,  Lord,  that  thou  art  mine  ; 

What  can  I  wish  beside  ? 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 


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905  Hiding-place.— />*.  32  :  7.        C.  M.  D. 

1  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord  ' 

In  thee  I  put  my  trust ; 
Encouraged  by  thy  holy  word, 

A  feeble  child  ot  dust: 
I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea  ; 
And  'tis  enough  my  Saviour  died, 

My  Saviour  died  for  me  ! 

2  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat, 

And  furious  foes  assail, 
My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat, 

My  hope  within  the  vail  : 
From  strife  of  tongues,  and  bitter  words, 

My  spirit  flies  to  thee  ; 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords, 

My  Saviour  died  for  me  ! 

3  And  when  thine  awful  voice  commands 

This  body  to  decay, 
And  life,  in  its  last  lingering  sands, 

Is  ebbing  fast  away  ; — 
Then,  though  it  be  in  accents  weak, 

My  voice  shall  call  on  thee, 
And  ask  for  strength  in  death  to  speak, 

kt  My  Saviour  died  for  me." 

906  Union  to  Christ.  C.  M. 

1  Lord  Jesus,  are  we  one  with  thee  ? 

Oh,  height !  oh,  depth  of  love  ! 
With  thee  we  died  upon  the  tree, 
In  thee  we  live  above. 

2  Such  was  thy  grace,  that  for  our  sake 

Thou  didst  from  heaven  come  down, 
Thou  didst  of  ilesh  and  blood  partake, 
In  all  our  sorrows  one. 

3  Our  sins,  our  guilt,  in  love  divine, 

Confessed  and  borne  by  thee  ; 
The  gall,  the  curse,  the  wrath  were  thine. 
To  set  thy  members  free. 

4  Ascended  now,  in  glory  bright, 

Still  one  with  us  thou  art  ; 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  deptn,  nor  height, 
Thy  saints  and  thee  can  part. 

5  Oh,  teach  us,  Lord,  to  know  and  own 

This  wondrous  mystery, 
That  thou  with  us  art  truly  one, 
And  we  are  one  with  thee  ! 

6  Soon,  soon  shall  come  that  glorious  day, 

When,  seated  on  thy  throne, 
Thou  slink  to  wondering  worlds  display, 
That  thou  with  us  art  one. 


907  Security.— Ps.  91  :  1.  CM 

1  There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 

Beneath  the  wings  divine, 
Reserved  for  all  the  heirs  of  grace, 
Oh,  be  that  refuge  mine  ! 

2  The  least  and  feeblest  there  may  bide, 

Uninjured  and  unawed  ; 
While  thousands  fall  on  every  side,  • 
He  rests  secure  in  God. 

3  He  feeds  in  pastures  large  and  fair, 

Of  love  and  truth  divine  ; 
O  child  of  God,  O  glory's  heir! 
How  rich  a  lot  is  thine ! 

4  A  hand  almighty  to  defend, 

An  ear  for  every  call, 
An  honored  life,  a  peaceful  end, 
And  heaven  to  crown  it  all ! 

908  Reconciliation. — 2  Cor.  5  :  19.        C.  M. 
1  Father,  thy  thoughts  are  peace  towards  me 

Safe  am  I  in  thy  hands  ; 
Could  I  but  firmly  build  on  thee, 

For  sure  thy  counsel  stands  ! 
3  Though  mountains  crumble  into  dust, 

Thy  covenant  standeth  fast ; 
Who  follows  thee  in  pious  trust, 

Shall  reach  the  goal  at  last. 
3  Though  strange  and  winding  seems  the  way 

While  yet  on  earth  I  dwell  ; 
In  heaven  my  heart  shall  gladly  say 

Thou,  God,  dost  all  things  well  ! 

909  Adoption.— Rom.  %:  15.  C.  M 

1  My  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 

How  tender  and  how  dear  ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart  ; 
And  show,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

3  Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwavering  1  believe  ; 
My  spirit  Abba,  Father  !  cries, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

910  The  Covenant.  C  M 

1  My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  for  ever  sure  ; 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

M  v  Father  art  become, 
Jesus  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 

And  heaven  my  final  home  ; — 


PRIVILEGES. 


I9I 


3  1  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant  in  the  darkest  gloom 

Shall  heavenly  rays  impart, 
And  when  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
Sustain  my  fainting  heart. 

911  Loving  and  Beloved.  CM. 
1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ; 
And  turn  the  dearest  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

a  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 
To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  ilame  ? 

5  Thou  knowest  that  I  love  thee,  Lord  j 

But  oh,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

912  God's  Peace.— -Phil.  4:  7.  CM. 

1  We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God  ! 

Deep  as  the  soundless  sea, 
Which  falls  like  sunshine  on  the  road 
Of  those  who  trust  in  thee. 

2  We  ask  not,  Father,  for  repose 

Which  comes  from  outward  rest, 
If  we  may  have  through  all  life's  woes 
Thy  peace  within  our  breast  ; — 

3  That  peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong, 

Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 
Deems  not  the  trial  way  too  long, 
But  leaves  the  end  with  thee  ;— 

4  That  peace  which  flows  serene  and  deep — 

A  river  in  the  soul, 
Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep  : 
God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole  ! 

5  Such,  Father,  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 

Whate'er  the  outward  be, 
Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease, 
And  we  go  home  to  thee. 


913  "  The  Secret:'— Ps.  25  :  14.  C  M. 

1  Speak  to  me.  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 

While  here  on  earth  I  rove  ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  and  let  me  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  I  forget 

All  time  and  toil  and  care  ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face  • 

Thy  face,  O  God,  I  seek,— 
Attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

4  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

914  Peace.— Isa.  26  :  3.  S.  M 

1  Thou  very  present  Aid 

In  suffering  and  distress, 
The  mind  which  still  on  thee  is  stayed. 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  The  soul  by  faith  reclined 

On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears  ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan. 
And  dries  tne  widow's  tears. 

4  It  hallows  every  cross  ; 

It  sweetly  comforts  me  ; 
Makes  me  forget  my  every  loss, 
And  find  my  all  in  thee. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill  ; 
What  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

6  Stripped  of  each  earthly  friend, 

I  find  them  all  in  one, 
And  peace  and  joy  which  never  end, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 

915  The  faithful  love  of  God.  S.  M 

1  In  every  trying  hour 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies  ; 
I  trust  in  his  almighty  power, 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  me  up  ; 

I  trust  a  faithful  God  ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 


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3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing 

To  our  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  joy  or  sorrow — life  or  death — 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

916  Adoption.— -i  Johns     '"3-  S.  M. 

1  Behold  what  wondrous  grace 

The  Father  has  bestowed 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 

To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  there, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure, 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

5  We  wrould  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father  !  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

917  Grace.— Eph.  2  :  8.  S.  M. 

1  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ! 

Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

918  Confidence. — Ps.  37:  3-7.  S.  M. 

1  Here  I  can  firmly  rest ; 

I  dare  to  boast  of  this, 
That  God,  the  highest  and  the  best, 
My  Friend  and  Father  is. 

2  Naught  have  I  of  my  own, 

Naught  in  the  life  I  lead  ; 
What  Christ  hath  given,  that  alone 
I  dare  in  faith  to  plead. 


3  I  rest  upon  the  ground 

Of  Jesus  and  his  blood  ; 
It  is  through  him  that  I  have  found 
My  soul  s  eternal  good. 

4  At  cost  of  all  I  have, 

At  cost  of  life  and  limb, 
I  cling  to  God  who  yet  shall  save ; — 
I  will  not  turn  from  him. 

5  His  Spirit  in  me  dwells, 

O'er  all  my  mind  he  reigns  ; 

My  care  and  sadness  he  dispels, 

And  soothes  away  my  pains. 

6  He  prospers  day  by  day 

His  work  within  my  heart, 
Till  I  have  strength  and  faith  to  say, 
Thou,  God,  my  Father  art ! 

919  Kept  o/God.—Isa.  3  :  10.  S.  M 

1  What  cheering  words  are  these  ; 

Their  sweetness  who  can  tell  ? 
In  time  and  to  eternal  days, 
"  'Tis  with  the  righteous  well ! ' 

2  Well  when  they  see  his  face, 

Or  sink  amidst  the  flood  ; 
Well  in  affliction's  thorny  maze, 
Or  on  the  mount  with  God. 

3  'Tis  well  when  joys  arise, 

'Tis  well  when  sorrows  flow, 
'Tis  well  when  darkness  vails  the  skies, 
And  strong  temptations  grow. 

4  'Tis  well  when  Jesus  calls,— 

"  From  earth  and  sin  arise, 
To  join  the  hosts  of  ransomed  souls, 
Made  to  salvation  wise  !  " 


920 


L.  M.  6] 


No  condemnation" 

1  And  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 

An  interest  in  the  Saviour^  blood  ? 
Died  he  for  me,  who  caused  his  pain  ? 

For  me,  who  him  to  death  pursued  ? 
Amazing  love  !  how  can  it  be, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  shouldst  die  for  me? 

2  'Tis  myst'ry  all,— the  Immortal  dies  ! 

Who  can  explore  his  strange  design  ? 
In  vain  the  first-born  seraph  tries 

To  sound  the  depths  of  love  divine 
'Tis  mercy  all  !  let  earth  adore  : 
Let  angel  minds  inquire  no  more. 

3  He  left  his  Father's  throne  above  ; 

(So  free,  so  infinite  his  grace  ! ) 
Emptied  himself  of  all  but  love, 

And  bled  for  Adam's  helpless  race  ; 
"lis  mercy  all,  immense  and  free, 
For,  O  my  God,  it  found  out  me  ! 


4  Long  my  imprisoned  spirit  lay. 

Fast  bound  in  sin  and  nature's  night  . 
Thine  eye  diffused  a  quickening  ray  ; 

I  woke  ;  the  dungeon  flamed  with  light ; 
My  chains  fell  off,  my  heart  was  free,— 
I  rose,  went  forth,  and  followed  thee. 

5  No  condemnation  now  I  dread, — 

Jesus,  with  all  in  him,  is  mine  ; 
Alive  in  him,  my  living  Head, 

And  clothed  in  righteousness  divine, 
Bold  I  approach  the  eternal  throne, 
And  claim  the  crown,  thro'  Christ  my  own. 

921         "For  me."— Phil.  2  :  5-8.        L.  M.  61. 

1  O  Saviour  of  a  world  undone  ! 
Whose  dying  sorrows  blot  the  sun, 
Whose  painful  groans  and  bowing  head 
Could  rend  the  vail  and  wake  the  dead, 
Say,  from  that  execrated  tree 
Descends  the  ruddy  tide  for  me  ? 

2  For  me  did  he  who  reigns  above, 
The  object  of  paternal  love. 
Consent  a  servant's  form  to  bear 
That  I  a  kingly  crown  might  wear? 
Is  his  deep  loss  my  boundless  gain, 
And  comes  my  victory  from  his  pain  ? 

3  Oh,  let  me  own  the  deep  decree 
That  wounded  him  and  rescued  me  ! 
His  death,  his  cross,  his  funeral  sleep, 
Instruct  repentance  how  to  weep  ; 
He  poured  for  me  the  vital  flood  ; 
My  tears  shall  mingle  with  his  blood. 


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923  Covununion  with  Christ.  11,8. 

i  O  thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 

My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all  ! 
Where  dost  thou,  at  noon-tide,  resort  with 
thy  sheep, 
To  feed  them  in  pastures  of  love  ? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  this  wilderness  rove  ? 

2  Oh,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 
Dear  Shepherd  !  I  hear,  and  will  follow  thy 
call  ; 
I  know  the  sweet  sound  of  thy  voice  ; 
Restore  and  defend  me,  for  thou  art  my  all. 
And  in  thee  I  will  ever  rejoice. 


922 


P.  M. 


Fzekiel  34  :  26. 
x  I  have  entered  the  valley  of  blessing  so  sweet, 
And  Jesus  abides  with  me  there  ; 
And  his  Spirit  and  blood  make  my  cleansing 
complete, 
And  his  perfect  love  casteth  out  fear. 
Oho. — Oh,  come  to  this  valley  of  blessing  so 
sweet, 
Where  Jesus  will  fullness  bestow — 
And  believe,  and  receive,  and  confess 
him, 
That  all  his  salvation  may  know. 

t  There  is  peace  in  the  valley  of  blessing  so 
sweet. 
And  plenty  the  land  doth  impart  ; 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary-worn  traveler's 
feet, 
And  joy  for  the  sorrowing  heart.— Cho. 

3  There  is  love  in  the  valley  of  blessing  so  sweet, 
Such  as  none  but  the  blood-washed  may  feel  ; 
When  heaven  comes  down,  redeemed  spirits 
to  greet. 
And  Christ  seta  his  covenant  seal. — Cho. 


924  Zeal.— John  12  :  43  L.  M, 

1  Go,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent,— 

Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will ; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went  , 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  naught  ; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain  ; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not : 
The  Master  praises, — what  are  men  } 

3  Go,  labor  on  ;  enough,  while  here, 

If  he  shall  praise  thee,  if  he  deign 
Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer  • 
No  toil  for  him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice  ; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice 
The  midnight  peal :  kk  Behold,  I  come  !  " 

925  The  Poor.— Luke  6  :  20.  L.  M 

1  Thou  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow  ! 

Thou  art  our  Refuge  in  distress  ; 
The  Husband  of  the  widow  thou, 
The  Father  of  the  fatherless. 

2  The  poor  are  thy  peculiar  care  ; 

To  them  thy  promises  are  sure  : 
Thy  gifts  the  poor  in  spirit  share  ; 
Oh,  may  we  always  thus  be  poor  ! 

3  May  we  thy  law  of  love  fulfill, 

To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here, 
Endure  and  do  thy  righteous  will. 
And  walk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 


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926 


Faith  and  Works. 


L.  M. 


i  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine. 
One  offering  laid  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

2  In  true  and  inward  faith  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  outward  grace  ; 
Within  the  pious  heart  it  plays, 

A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise.* 

3  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  betray 
Where'er  the  stream  has  found  its  way  ; 
But.,  where  these  spring  not  rich  and  fair, 
The  stream  has  never  wandered  there. 

927  Liberality. — Prov.  n  :  24.  L.  M. 

1  When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 

That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
Let  alms  bestowed,  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives  ; 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank. 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  ! 

4  But  he  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 


928 


L.  M. 


Zeal. — John  9  :  4. 

1  Go,  labor  on,  while  it  is  day  ; 

The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening  on  ; 
Speed,  speed  thy  work,— cast  sloth  away  ! 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

2  Men  die  in  darkness  at  your  side, 

Without  a  hope  to  cheer  the  tomb  : 
Take  up  the  torch  and  wave  it  wide— 
The  torch  that  lights  time's  thickest  gloom. 

3  Toil  on, — faint  not ;  keep  watch  and  pray  ! 

Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win  ; 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highwa  v  ; 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

4  Go,  labor  on  ;  your  hands  are  weak  ; 

Your  knees  are  taint,  your  soul  cast  down  ; 
Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near,— a  kingdom  and  a  crown  ! 


929  Forgiveness. — Matt.  6:  12.  L.  M. 

1  Oh,  what  stupendous  mercy  shines 

Around  the  majesty  of  heaven  ? 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sons — 
Their  souls  renewed,  their  sins  forgiven. 

2  Go  imitate  the  grace  divine — 

The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  sun  ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  though  feeble  light, 
Through  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run. 

3  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds, 

Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn  • 
Thus  will  you  glorify  your  God, 
And  thus  the  Christian  name  adorn. 

930  The  Poor.— Mark  14  :  7.  L.  M  , 

1  God  guard  the  poor  !  we  may  not  see 

The  deepest  sorrows  of  the  soul  ; 
These  are  laid  open,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  subject  to  thy  wise  control. 

2  Make  us  thy  messengers  to  shed, 

Within  the  home  of  want  and  woe, 
The  blessings  of  thy  bounty,  spread 
So  freely  on  thy  world  below. 

3  Let  us  go  forth,  with  joyful  hand. 

To  strengthen,  comfort,  and  relieve  , 
Then  in  thy  presence  may  we  stand, 
And  hope  thy  blessing  to  receive. 

9ol  Consecration.  L.  M, 

1  Jesus  !  our  best  beloved  Friend, 

On  thy  redeeming  name  we  call ; 
Jesus  !  in  love  to  us  descend, 
Pardon  and  sanctify  us  all. 

2  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign, 

To  fear  and  follow  thy  commands  ; 
Oh,  take  our  hearts,  our  hearts  are  thine, 
Accept  the  service  of  our  hands. 

3  Firm,  faithful,  watching  unto  prayer, 

Our  Master's  voice  will  we  obey, 

Toil  in  the  vineyard  here,  and  bear 

The  heat  and  burden  of  the  day. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  for  us  a  resting-place, 

In  heaven,  at  thy  right  hand  prepare  ; 
And  till  we  see  thee  face  to  face, 
Be  all  our  conversation  there. 

932  Energy. — 2  Pet.  3:  11,12.  S    M 

1  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live, 

For  thou  so  soon  must  die  ; 
Time  hurries  past  thee  like  the  breeze  ; 
How  swift  its  moments  fly  ! 

2  To  breathe,  and  wake,  and  sleep, 

To  smile,  to  sigh,  to  grieve, 
To  move  in  idleness  through  earth— 
This,  this  is  not  to  live. 


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•95 


3  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  do 
Whatever  must  be  done  ; 
Thou  hast  no  time  to  lose  in  sloth, 
Thy  day  will  soon  be  gone. 

Up,  then,  with  speed,  and  work  ; 

Fling  case  and  self  away — 
This  is  no  time  for  thee  to  sleep — 

Up,  watch,  and  work,  and  pray  ! 

933  M Beside  all waters  sow ."  b.  M. 
i  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

t  Beside  all  waters  sow, 

The  highway  furrows  stock, 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3  And  duly  shall  appear 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear. 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  the  moist  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

5  Then,  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God  shall  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  sing,  ik  Harvest  home  !  " 

934  Reform.  S.  M. 
i  Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain, 

The  youthful  and  the  strong  ; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 
And  the  deluded  throng. 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem, 

For  reason's  light  divine, 
Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem. 
Where  God  hath  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul,— 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turned  to  helpless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost,— but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free  ; 
!     Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  riee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost,— but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  his  saving  love. 


935  Expedition  —John  9:4. 

1  Work  while  it  is  to-day  ! 

This  was  our  Saviour's  rule  ; 
With  docile  minds  let  us  obey, 
As  learners  in  his  school. 

2  Lord  Christ,  we  humbly  ask 

Of  thee  the  power  and  will, 
With  fear  and  meekness,  every  task 
Of  duty  to  fulfill. 

3  At  home,  by  word  and  deed, 

Adorn  redeeming  grace  ; 
And  sow  abroad  the  precious  seed 
Of  truth  in  every  place. 

4  That  thus  the  wilderness 

May  blossom  like  the  rose, 
And  trees  spring  up  of  righteousness. 
Where'er  life  s  river  flows. 

5  For  thee  our  all  to  spend, 

Still  may  we  watch  and  pray, 
And  persevering  to  the  end, 
Work  while  it  is  to-day. 


S.  M. 


936 


Contributii 


-1  Cor.  4  :  7. 


1  We  give  thee  but  thine  own, 

Whate'er  the  gift  may  be  : 

All  that  we  have  is  thine  alone, 

A  trust,  O  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  May  wre  thy  bounties  thus 

As  stewards  true  receive, 
And  gladly,  as  thou  blessest  us, 
To  thee  our  first-fruits  give. 

3  To  comfort  and  to  bless, 

To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 
To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless 
Is  angel's  work  below. 

4  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

5  And  we  believe  thy  word, 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be  ; 
Whate'er  for  thine  we  do,  O  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  thee. 

937  Active  Effort. — Eccl.  9  :  10. 

1  Laborers  of  Christ,  arise. 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil ! 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore  ; 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine. 
Dispense  your  hallowed  store. 


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3  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest  ; 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast. 

4  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 

938      Benevolc-t  Efforts.— Eccl.xw  1.      8,7. 

1  Cast  thy  breaG  upon  the  waters, 

Thinking  not   tis  thrown  away  ; 
God  himself  saith,  thou  shalt  gather 
It  again  some  future  day. 

2  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters  ; 

Wildly  though  the  billows  roll, 
They  but  aid  thee  as  thou  toilest 
Truth  to  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  As  the  seed,  by  billows  floated, 

To  some  distant  island  lone, 
So  to  human  souls  benighted. 
That  thou  flingest  may  be  borne. 

4  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters  ; 

Why  wilt  thou  still  doubting  stand  ? 
Bounteous  shall  God  send  the  harvest, 
If  thou  sow'st  with  liberal  hand. 

5  Give  them  freely  of  thy  substance — 

O'er  this  cause  the  Lord  doth  reign  ; 
Cast  thy  bread,  and  toil  with  patience. 
Thou  shalt  labor  not  in  vain. 

9o9       ^ Not  your  own  " — 1  Cor.  6:  20.       o,  7- 
1  Lord  of  glory  !  thou  hast  bought  us, 

With  thy  life-blood  as  the  price, 
Never  grudging,  for  the  lost  ones, 

That  tremendous  sacrifice  ; — 

a  And,  with  that,  hast  freely  given 
Blessings,  countless  as  the  sand, 
To  the  unthankful  and  the  evil, 
With  thine  own  unsparing  hand. 

3  Grant  us  hearts,  dear  Lord  !  to  yield  thee 

Gladly,  freely,  of  thine  own  ; 
With  the  sunshine  of  thy  goodness, 
Melt  our  thankless  hearts  of  stone  ; — 

4  Till  our  cold  and  selfish  natures, 

Warmed  by  thee,  at  length  believe, 
That  more  happy,  and  more  blessed, 
'Tis  to  give  tnan  to  receive. 

5  Wondrous  honor  hast  thou  given 

To  our  humblest  charity, 
In  thine  own  mysterious  sentence,— 
11  Yc  have  done  it  unto  me  !  " 


6  Give  us  faith,  to  trust  thee  boldly, 
Hope,  to  stay  our  souls  on  thee  ; 
But,  oh, — best  of  all  thy  graces — 
Give  us  thine  own  charity. 

940  Contribution.— Prov.  3:9.  8,  7 

1  With  my  substance  I  will  honor 

My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 

Let  his  friends,  of  every  station, 

Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

3  Be  his  kingdom  now  promoted, 

Let  the  earth  her  Monarch  know  , 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted  ; 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

941  u Leavi?igus  an  example."  8.  7» 

1  Onward,  Christian,  though  the  region 

Where  thou  art  be  drear  and  lone  ; 
God  has  set  a  guardian  legion 
Very  near  thee  ;  press  thou  on. 

2  By  the  thorn-road,  and  none  other, 

Is  the  mount  of  vision  won  ; 
Tread  it  without  shrinking,  brother  , 
Jesus  trod  it ;  press  thou  on. 

3  Be  this  world  the  wiser,  stronger, 

For  thy  life  of  pain  and  peace  ; 

While  it  needs  thee,  oh,  no  longer 

Pray  thou  for  thy  quick  release. 

4  Prav  thou,  Christian,  daily  rather, 

That  thou  be  a  faithful  son  ; 
By  the  prayer  of  Jesus,  ll  Father, 
Not  my  will,  but  thine,  be  done." 

942  Courage  and  Faith.  8,  7 

1  Father,  hear  the  prayer  we  offer  ! 

Not  for  ease  that  prayer  shall  be, 
But  for  strength  that  w'e  may  ever 
Live  our  lives  courageously. 

2  Not  for  ever  by  still  waters 

Would  we  idly  quiet  stay  ; 
But  would  smite  the  living  fountains 
From  the  rocks  along  our  way. 

3  Be  our  strength  in  hours  of  weakness, 

In  our  wanderings,  be  our  guide  ; 
Through  endeavor,  failure,  danger, 
Father,  be  thou  at  our  side  ! 

943  Progress. — Isa.  40  :  31.  o.  7 
1  Like  the  eagle,  upward,  onward, 

Let  my  soul  in  faith  be  home : 

Calmly  gazing,  skyward,  sunward, 

Let  mv  eye  unshrinking  turn  ! 


AFFLICTIONS. 


I97 


2  Where  the  cross,  God's  love  revealing, 

Sets  the  fettered  spirit  tree, 
Where  it  sheds  its  wondrous  healing, 
There,  rny  soul,  thy  rest  shall  be  ! 

3  Oh,  may  I,  no  longer  dreaming, 

Idly  waste  my  golden  day, 
But,  each  precious  hour  redeeming, 
Upward,  onward  press  my  way  ! 

944  Patience  and  Self -den  ial.  8,7. 

1  Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  sorrow, 

Pressing  onward  toward  the  prize, 
Strength  and  comfort  here  we  borrow 
From  the  Hand  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  'Mid  these  scenes  of  self-denial, 

We  are  called  the  race  to  run  ; 

We  must  meet  full  many  a  trial 

Ere  the  victor's  crown  is  won. 

3  Love  shall  every  conflict  lighten, 

Hope  shall  urge  us  swifter  on, 
Faith  shall  every  prospect  brighten. 
Till  the  morn  of  heaven  shall  dawn. 

4  On  the  Eternal  arm  reclining, 

We  at  length  shall  win  the  day  ; 

All  the  powers  of  earth  combining, 

Shall  not  snatch  our  crown  away. 

945  Zea/.—yo/in  4:  35.  CM. 

1  Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong 

Sounds  forth  the  ancient  word, — 
lk  More  reapers  for  white  harvest  fields, 
More  laborers  for  the  Lord  !  " 

2  We  hear  the  call  ;  in  dreams  no  more 

In  selfish  ease  we  lie, 
Hut  girded  for  our  Father's  work, 
Go  torth  oeneath  his  sky. 

3  Where  prophets'  word,  and  martyrs'  blood, 

And  prayers  of  saints  were  sown, 
We.  k  their  labors  entering  in, 

Would  reap  where  they  have  strown. 

946  Benejicence.  C  M, 

1  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum  ! 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt ! 

2  Hi^h  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names, 
Before  thy  Feather's  face. 

11 


4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheered  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

947  The  Martyr-spirit.  C.  M. 

1  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war, 

A  kingly  crown  to  gain  ; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar  : 
Who  follows  in  his  train  ? 

2  Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe. 

And  triumph  over  pain, 
Who  patient  bear  his  cross  below— 
He  follows  in  his  train. 

3  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few, 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came  : 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they  knew, 
And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame. 

4  They  climbed  the  dizzy  steep  to  heaven 

Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain  : 
O  God  !  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train  ! 


948 


1  Ye  do  it  unto  me.,] 


C  M 


1  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lcrd, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
The  goodness  feeble  worms  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

2  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  cheerfully  repair, 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  mourners  there. 

3  Thus  passing  through  the  vale  of  tears 

Our  useful  light  shall  shine, 
And  others  learn  to  glorify 
Our  Father's  name  divine. 


949  " X0t  my  wiUy  but  th hie. ' ' 

i  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

Oh,  may  thy  will  be  mine  ; 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign  ; 
Through  sorrow,  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 
My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

2  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear. 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear  : 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept, 

A  ad  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  i 


6.  D 


198 


CHRISTIAN. 


3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 
All  shall  be  well  for  me  ; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

1  gladly  trust  with  thee  : 
Straight  to  my  home  above 
I  travel  calmly  on, 
'    And  sing,  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

950  "He  knowetk  the  way."  6.  D. 
x  Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord, 

However  dark  it  be  ! 
Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand  ; 

Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 
I  dare  not  choose  my  lot : 

I  would  not,  if  I  might : 
Choose  thou  for  me,  my  God, 

So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

2  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine  :  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  thine, 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 
Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  thee  may  seem  ; 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

3  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends 

My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 

In  things  or  great  or  small ; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  my  Strength, 

My  Wisdom,  and  my  All. 

951  »  Thy  will  be  done."  L.  M . 

1  My  God,  my  F"ather,  while  I  stray 

Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 

Oh,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

41  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  !  " 

2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh  ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

il  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  !  " 

■3,  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize, — it  ne'er  was  mine  ; 
I  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine  : 
l*  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  !  " 

4  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  Gou,  to  thee  1  leave  the  rest  ; 

li  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  ! " 

5  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day  ; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  !  " 


6  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more, 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  befoie, 
I'll  sing  upon  a  happier  shore  : 
ki  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  !  " 

952  ''''Nevertheless,  afterward"       I-  M. 

1  I  bless  thee,  Lord,  for  sorrows  sent 

To  break  the  dream  of  human  power, 
For  now  my  shallow  cistern's  spent, 
I  find  thy  fount  and  thirst  no  more. 

2  I  take  thy  hand  and  fears  grow  still : 

Behold  thy  face,  and  doubts  remove  * 

Who  would  not  yield  his  wavering  will 

To  perfect  truth  and  boundless  love  ! 

3  That  truth  gives  promise  of  a  dawn, 

Beneath  whose  light  I  am  to  see, 
When  all  these  blinding  vails  are  drawn, 
This  was.  the  wisest  path  for  me. 

4  That  love  this  restless  soul  doth  teach 

The  strength  of  thy  eternal  calm  ; 
And  tunes  its  sad  and  broken  speech, 
To  sing  ev'n  now  the  angels'  psalm. 

953  God  loves  and  chastens.  L.  M. 

1  I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 

Where  thou,  almighty  One,  dost  move  ; 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

2  When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  flings 

O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above, 
As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 

I'll  check  my  dread,  my  doub:s  reprove; 
In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

4  Yes,  God  is  love  ; — a  thought  like  this, 

Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 
And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes,  to  bliss, 


For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 


954 


L.  M. 


''''He  leadeth  me." 

1  He  leadeth  me  !  oh,  blessed  thought, 

Oh,  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  m& 
Ref. — He  leadeth  me  !  he  leadeth  me  '. 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me  ; 
His  faithful  follower  1  would  be, 
For  by  his  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea, — 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me  !— Ref. 


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3  Lord  !  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine, 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me.— Ref. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When  by  thy  grace  the  victory's  won, 
Ev'n  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. — Ref. 

955  "I  love  thee,  Lord!"         L.  M.  D. 

1  Though  sorrows  rise  and  dangers  roll, 
In  waves  of  darkness  o'er  my  soul  ; 
Though  friends  are  false,  and  love  decays, 
A  nd  few  and  evil  are  my  days  ; 
Though  conscience,  fiercest  of  my  foes, 
Swells  with  remembered  guilt  my  woes  ; 
Yet  ev'n  in  nature's  utmost  ill, 

I  love  thee,  Lord  !  I  love  thee  still ! 

2  Though  Sinai's  curse,  in  thunder  dread, 
Peals  o'er  mine  unprotected  head, 
And  memory  points,  with  busy  pain, 
To  grace  and  mercy  given  in  vain  ; 
Till  nature,  shrinking  in  the  strife, 
Would  fly  to  hell  to   scape  from  life  ; 
Though  every  thought  has  power  to  kill, 
I  love  thee,  Lord  !  I  love  thee  still ! 

3  Oh,  by  the  pangs  thyself  hast  borne, 
The  ruffian  s  blow,  the  tyrant's  scorn, 
By  Sinai's  curse,  whose  dreadful  doom 
Was  buried  in  thy  guiltless  tomb  ; 

By  these  my  pangs,  whose  healing  smart, 
Thy  grace  hath  planted  in  my  heart — 
I  know,  I  feel  thy  bounteous  will, 
Thou  lov'st  me,  Lord  !  thou  lov'st  me  still  ! 

956  "Sweet  to  lie  passive."  C.  M. 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away  ; — 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above  ; — 

3  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 

Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 

For  all  things  to  depend  ;— 

4  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 

And  know  no  will  but  his. 
r  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Wrhere  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss, 

Immediately  from  (hee  ! 


957  u Blcssea  be  the  Lord."  C.  Id 

1  One  prayer  I  have— all  prayers  in  one — 

When  1  am  wholly  thine  ; 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 

2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust  ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  : 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me, 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
k*  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

5  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam. 

Of  nothing  long  possessed  ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

958  Light  in  Darkness.  CM. 

1  O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear  ! 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 

2  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  ev'n  the  hope  that  threw 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears, 

Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too  ;— 

3  Oh,  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above? 

4  Then  sorrow  touched  by  thee  grows  bright, 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

959  "My  times."— Ps.  31  :  15.  C.  M. 

1  My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 

Great  God  !  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 
And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  shouldst  take  them  all  away, 

Vet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 

Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness, 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 


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-Phil,  i:  21.      C  M. 


960  "To  die  is  gain? 
i  When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain  ; 
How  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain  ! 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will  ; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  Oh,  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 

961  "it  is  I r— Matt.  14  :  27.  C.  M. 

1  When  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell, 

My  soul  is  not  dismayed  ; 
I  hear  a  voice  I  know  full  well, — 
"  'Tis  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  When  black  the  threatening  skies  appear, 

And  storms  my  path  invade, 
Those  accents  tranquilize  each  fear,— 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

3  There  is  a  gulf  that  must  be  crossed  : 

Saviour,  be  near  to  aid  ! 
Whisper,  when  my  frail  bark  is  tossed,— 
"  'Tis  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

4  There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale, 

Death  hides  within  its  shade  ; 
Oh,  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, — 
11  'Tis  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

962  Sm  it  ten  iv  itk  a  p  ierccd  hand.       C .  M . 
i  O  thou  whose  mercy  guides  my  way, 

Though  now  it  seems  severe, 
Forbid  my  unbelief  to  say 
There  is  no  mercy  here  ! 

3  Oh,  may  I,  Lord,  desire  the  pain 
That  comes  in  kindness  down, 
Far  more  than  sweetest  earthly  gain, 
Succeeded  by  a  frown. 
3  Then  though  thou  bend  my  spirit  low, 
Love  ori  y  shall  1  see  ; 
The  gracious  hand  that  strikes  the  blow 
Was  wounded  once  for  me. 

963  Kindness  even  in  affliction.         o.  M. 

1  How  tender  is  thy  hand, 

O  thou  beloved  Lord  ! 
Afflictions  <  ome  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 


2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin  ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God, 
Where  deep  distress  had  been ! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew  ; 
With  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  We  told  him  all  our  grief, 

We  thought  of  Jesus'  love  ; 

A  sense  of  pardon  brought  relief, 

And  bade  our  pains  remove. 

5  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  strength  confide  ; 
For  ever  be  his  name  adored  ; 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

964  "My  times:'— Psalm  31  :  15.         S.  M. 

1  M  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  :  " 

My  God  !  I  wish  them  there  ; 
My  life,  my  friends,  my  soul,  I  leave 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

2  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand," 

Whatever  they  may  be  ; 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  ; " — 

Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear? 
My  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand," — 

Jesus,  the  crucified  ! 
The  hand  my  cruel  sins  had  pierced, 
Is  now  my  guard  and  guide. 

965  '"Shalt  knoiv  hereafter."  S.  M. 

1  Along  my  earthly  way, 

How  many  clouds  are  spread  ! 
Darkness,  with  scarce  one  cheerfnl  ray, 
Seems  gathering  o'er  my  head. 

2  Yet,  Father,  thou  art  Love  ; 

Oh,  hide  not  from  my  view  ! 
But  when  I  look,  in  prayer,  a»bove, 
Appear  in  mercy  through  ! 

3  My  pathway  is  not  hid  ; 

Thou  knowest  all  my  need  ; 

And  1  would  do  as  Israel  did, — 

Follow  where  thou  wilt  lead. 

4  Lead  me,  and  then  my  feet 

Shall  never,  never  snav  ; 
But  safely  I  shall  reach  the  scat 
Of  happiness  and  day. 


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5  And,  oh,  from  that  bright  throne 

I  shall  look  back,  and  see, — 

The  path  I  went,  and  that  alone 

Was  the  right  path  lor  me. 

966  "We  walk  by  faith."  S.  M. 

i  If,  through  unruffled  seas, 

Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
[]  own  the  favoring  gale. 

a  Hut  should  the  surges  rise, 
And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow — kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  to  thy  control  : 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 

To  make  thy  will  our  own  ; 
And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

967  "Spare  me!"— Ps.  39:  9.  S.  M. 

1  It  is  thy  hand,  my  God  ; 

N       My  sorrow  comes  from  thee  : 
I  bow  beneath  thy  chastening  rod, 
'Tis  love  that  bruises  me. 

2  I  would  not  murmur,  Lord  ; 

Before  thee  I  am  dumb  : 
Lest  I  should  breathe  one  murmuring  word. 
To  thee  for  help  I  come. 

3  My  God,  thy  name  is  Love  ; 

A  Father's  hand  is  thine  ; 
With  tearful  eyes  I  look  above, 
And  cry,  ki  Thy  will  be  mine  !  " 

4  I  know  thy  will  is  right, 

Though  it  ma}'  seem  severe  ; 
Thy  path  is  still  unsullied  light, 
Though  dark  it  oft  appear. 

5  Jesus  for  me  hath  died  ; 

Thy  Son  thou  didst  not  spare  : 
His  pierced  hands,  his  bleeding  side, 
Thy  love  for  me  declare. 

6  Here  my  poor  heart  can  rest ; 

My  God,  it  cleaves  to  thee  : 
Thy  will  is  love,  thine  end  is  blest, 
All  work  for  good  to  me. 


968  "Dealeth  as  with  sons." 

1  Be  tranquil,  O  my  soul, 
Be  quiet,  every  fear  ! 
Thy  Father  hath  supreme  control, 
And  he  is  ever  near. 


S.  M. 


2  Ne'er  of  thy  lot  complain, 

Whatever  may  befall  ; 
Sickness  or  sorrow,  care  or  pain, 
"lis  well  appointed  all. 

3  A  Father's  chastening  hand 

Is  leading  thee  along  ; 
Nor  distant  is  the  promised  land, 
Where  swells  the  immortal  song. 

4  Oh,  then,  my  soul,  be  still  ! 

Await  heaven's  high  decree  j       • 
Seek  but  to  do  thy  Father's  will, 
It  shall  be  well  with  thee. 

969  »&m  o/Maryr—Heb.  7  :  14.        7-  D. 

1  When-  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe  ; 
When  our  bitter  tears  o'errlow  ; 
When  we  mourn  the  lost,  the  dear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

Thou  our  feeble  tlesh  hast  worn  ; 
Thou  our  mortal  griefs  hast  borne  ; 
Thou  hast  shed  the  human  tear  : 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

2  When  the  heart  is  sad  within, 
With  the  thought  of  all  its  sin  ; 
When  the  spirit  shrinks  with  fear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

Thou  the  shame,  the  grief,  hast  known  , 
Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own, 
Thou  hast  deigned  their  load  to  bear : 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

3  When  our  eyes  grow  dim  in  death  ; 
When  we  heave  the  parting  breath  ; 
When  our  solemn  doom  is  near, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 

Thou  hast  bowed  the  dying  head  ; 
Thou  the  blood  of  life  hast  shed  ; 
Thou  hast  filled  a  mortal  bier : 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear  ! 


970  Looking  to  Jesus. 

1  When-  along  life's  thorny  road. 
Faints  the  soul  beneath  the  load, 
By  its  cares  and  sins  oppre 
Finds  on  earth  no  peace  or  rest  ; 
"When  the  wily  tempter's  near, 
Filling  us  with  doubt  and  fear  : 
Jesus,  to  thy  feet  we  flee, 
Jesus,  we  will  look  to  thee. 

2  Thou,  our  Saviour,  from  the  throne 
List'nest  to  thy  people's  moan  ; 
Thou,  the  living  Head,  dost  share 
Every  pang  thy  members  bear  : 
Full  of  tenderness  thou  art. 

Thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart  ; 
Full  of  power,  thine  arm  sh;t 
All  the  rage  and  might  of  hell. 


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3  Mighty  to  redeem  and  save, 
Thou  hast  overcome  the  grave  ; 
Thou  the  bars  of  death  hast  riven, 
Opened  wide  the  gates  of  heaven  ; 
Soon  in  glory  thou  shalt  come, 
Taking  thy  poor  pilgrims  home  ; 
Jesus,  then  we  all  shall  be, 
Ever — ever — Lord,  with  thee. 

971  Comfort. — 2  Cor.  i  :  5. 
1  In  the  dark  and  cloudy  day, 

When  earth's  riches  flee  away, 
And  the  last  hope  will  not  stay, 
Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 

s  When  the  secret  idol's  gone 
That  my  poor  heart  yearned  upon,— 
Desolate,  bereft,  alone, 
Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 

3  Thou,  who  wast  so  sorely  tried, 
In  the  darkness  crucified. 

Bid  me  in  thy  love  confide  ; 
Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 

4  Comfort  me;  I  am  cast  down  : 
'Tis  my  heavenlv  Father's  frown  ; 
I  deserve  it  all,  1  own  : 

Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 

5  So  it  shall  be  good  for  me 
Much  afflicted  now  to  be, 
If  thou  wilt  but  tenderly, 

Saviour,  comfort  me  ! 

972  M For  he  careth." — 1  Pet.  5  :  7. 

1  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Only  lean  upon  his  word  ; 

Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  unchanging  faithfulness. 

2  1  le  sustains  thee  by  his  hand, 
He  enables  thee  to  stand  ; 

Those,  whom  Jesus  once  hath  loved, 
From  his  grace  are  never  moved. 

3  1  leaven  and  earth  may  pass  away, 
God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay  ; 
He  hath  promised  to  fulfill 

All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 

4  Jesus  !  guardian  of  thy  flock, 
He  thyself  our  constant  rock  ; 
Make  us  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Firm  as  Zion's  mountain  stand. 

973  Love  seen  in  Trials. 
1  'Tis  my  happiness  below 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross, 
Hut  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 


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2  Trials  must  and  will  befall  ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all,— 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain,  and  toil  ; 
These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds 
Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil. 

4  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fear 
I  should  prove  a  castaway  ? 

5  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

974  Clinging  to  Christ.  8,  LX 

1  O  Holy  Saviour  !  Friend  unseen, 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bid'st  me  lean, 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  changing  scene, 

By  faith  to  cling  to  thee  ! 

2  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove  ; 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love, 

Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 

3  Though  oft  I  seem  to  tread  alone 

Life's  dreary  waste,  with  thorns  o'ergrown, 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone, 
Still  whispers,  "  Cling  to  me  !  " 

4  Though  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside  ; 

So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 

The  soul  that  clings  to  thee  ! 

975  A  will  resig7ied. — Luke  22  :  42.        8,  6 

1  I  ask  not  now  for  gold  to  gild. 

With  mocking  shine,  an  aching  frame  ; 
The  yearning  of  the  mind  is  stilled — 
I  ask  not  now  for  fame. 

2  But,  bowed  in  lowliness  of  mind, 

I  make  my  humble  wishes  known  ; 
I  only  ask  a  will  resigned, 
O  Father,  to  thine  own. 

3  In  vain  I  task  my  aching  brain, 

In  vain  the  sage's  thoughts  I  scan  ; 
I  only  feel  how  weak  1  am, 
How  poor  and  blind  is  man. 

4  And  now  mv  spirit  sis;hs  for  home, 

And  longs  for  light  whereby  to  see  ; 

And,  like  a  weary  child,  would  come, 
O  Father,  unto  tbec. 


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976  Mark  14:  36.  8,  4. 

1  lk  Thy  will  be  done  ! '     'In  devious  way 
The  hurrying  stream  of  life  may  run  ; 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say, 

li  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  u  Thy  will  be  done  !  "     If  o'er  us  shine 
A  gladdening  and  a  prosperous,  sun, 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine— 

4k  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  *l  Thy  will  be  done  !  "    Tho'  shrouded  o'er 
Our  path  with  gloom,  one  comfort — one 

Is  ours  : — to  breathe,  while  we  adore, 
l*  Thy  will  be  done." 

977  "Lead  thou  me  on!"  10,4. 

1  Lead,    kindly    Light !    amid    the    encircling 

gloom, 

Lead  thou  me  on  ; 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  thou  me  on  ; 
Keep  thou  my  feet  ;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene  ;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on  ; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path  ;  but  now 

Lead  thou  me  on  : 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled   my   will.     Remember   not   past 
years. 

3  So  long  thy  power  has  blessed  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone  ; 
And   with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
Which   I   have   loved   long    since,    and    lost 
awhile  I 

978  "Thou  art  near."  P.M. 

1  God  is  near  thee, 
Therefore  cheer  thee, 

Sad  soul ! 
He'll  defend  thee, 
When  around  thee 

Billows  roll. 

2  Calm  thy  sadness, 
Look  in  gladness 

On  high  ! 
Faint  and  weary, 
Pilgrim,  cheer  thee  ! 

Help  is  nigh ! 

3  Hark  the  sea-bird, 
Wildly  wheeling 

Through  the  skies  ; 
God  defends  him, 
God  attends  him, 

When  he  cries  !  ^^^^^ 


979  " Bah*  in  GiUad?"  L.  M.  61. 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 

Hath  taught  each  scene  the  notes  of  woe  ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow  ; 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed  ; 

On  Jesus  cast  thy  weighty  load  ; 
In  him  thy  refuge  find,  thy  rest, 

Safe  in  the  mercy  of  thy  God  ; 
Thy  God's  thy  Saviour — glorious  word  ! 
For  ever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 


980 


L.  M.  61. 


"Eben-ezer." 

1  Br  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares  ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 

And  contradict  his  gracious  word  ; 
Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear? 

2  When  first  before  his  mercy-seat 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit, 
He  gave  thee  warrant  from  that  hour 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power  « 
Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 

And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call? 

3  He  who  has  helped  thee  hitherto, 
Will  help  thee  all  thy  journey  through  § 
Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road,' 
It  leads  thee  home,  apace,  to  God  • 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

981  "As  thy  days."  L.  M.  61 

1  When  adverse  winds  and  waves  arise, 
And  in  my  heart  despondence  sighs  ; 
When  life  her  throng  of  cares  reveals, 
And  weakness  o'er  my  spirit  steals, 
Grateful  I  hear  the  kind  decree, 

That  u  as  my  day,  my  strength  shall  be." 

2  One  trial  more  must  yet  be  P*^t, 
One  pang — the  keenest  and  the  last  ; 

And  when,  with  brow  convulsed  and  pale, 
My  feeble,  quivering  heart-strings  fail, 
Redeemer  !  grant  my  soul  to  see 
That "  as  her  day,  her  strength  shall  be." 


982 


'''At  e-ocnhiz time.' 


L.  M.  61. 


i  At  evening  time  let  there  be  light ; 

Life's  little  day  draws  near  its  close  ; 
Around  me  fall  the  shades  of  night, 

The  night  of  death,  the  grave  s  repose  ; 

To  crown  my  joys,  to  end  mv  woes, 
At  evening  time  let  there  be  light. 


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2  At  evening  time  let  there  be  light ; 

Stormy  and  dark  hath  been  my  day  ; 
Yet  rose  the  morn  divinely  bright : 

Dews,   birds,    and    blossoms    cheered   the 
way  ; 

Oh,  for  one  sweet,  one  parting  ray  ! 
At  evening  time  let  there  be  light. 

3  At  evening  time  there  shall  be  light ! 

For  God  hath  spoken  ;  it  must  be  ; 
Fear,  doubt,  and  anguish  take  their  flight; 

His  glory  now  is  risen  on  me  ; 

Mine  eyes  shall  his  salvation  see  ; 
'Tis  evening  time,  and  there  is  light ! 

983  "Jesus  wept"— John  n  :  35.     L.  M.  61. 

1  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  1  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain  ; 

He  sees  my  wants',  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  virtue's  narrow  way, — 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do, — 

Still  he,  who  felt  temptation's  power, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone,  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 

And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me,  for  a  little  while, 
My  Saviour  sees  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  Jesus  wept  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

4  And  oh.  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict,  but  the  last, — 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,— for  thou  hast  died  ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  my  latest  tear  away. 

984  The  Ministry.— Dan.  12:  3.         L.   M. 

1  How  blest  are  those,  how  truly  wise, 

Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road  ! 

How  happy  they  whom  heaven  employs 

To  turn  rebellious  hearts  to  God  : — 

2  To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way 

Where  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves, 
And  that  blest  righteousness  display 

Which  Jesus  wrought  and  God  approves. 

3  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 

And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light; 
But  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade, 
For  ever  fair,  for  ever  bright. 


985  Welcoming*  Pastor.  L.  M. 

1  We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head  ; 
Come  as  a  servant :  so  he  came, 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  shepherd  ;  guard  and  keep 

This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin  ; 
Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 

3  Come  as  a  teacher,  sent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare  ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

4  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace, 

Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love  ! 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 


986 


L.  M. 


For  Dedication. 

1  The  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple, — built  by  God  ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 

And  heaved  its  pillars,  one  by  one. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high— 
The  broad,  illimitable  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright., 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea — the  sky*— and     all  was  good." 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang. 
The  "  morning  stars  together  sang.' 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee  ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands — 

An  humbler  temple,  4l  made  with  hands." 

987  The  Ministry.  L.  M. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer  ; 

We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee  ; 
Successful  may  they  ever  be. 

2  Clothe  thou  with  energy  divine 

Their  words,  and  let  those  words  be  thine  ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain, 
Nor  let  them  labor,  Lord,  in  vain. 

3  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound  ; 
And  light  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
Till  Zion  rears  her  drooping  head. 


988 


L.  M. 


Convocation. 
PotTH  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 

Lord  !  thine  assembled  servants  bless  ; 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 

And  clothe  thy  priests  with  righteousness. 


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a  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 
Firmness  with  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  thy  people  on  our  heart, 

A  nd  love  the  souls  whom  thou  dost  love  : — 

3  To  watch  and  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

By  day  and  night  strict  guard  to  keep  ; 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 

Nourish  thy  lambs,  and  feed  thy  sheep  ; — 

4  Then,  when  our  work  is  finished  here, 

In  humble  hope  our  charge  resign  : 

When  the  chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 

O  God  !  may  they  and  we  be  thine  ! 

9o9  Seeking- a  Pastor.  L.  M. 

i  O  Lord,  thy  pitying  eye  surveys 
Our  wandering  paths,  our  trackless  ways  : 
Send  forth,  in  love,  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

;  In  humble  faith,  behold  we  wait : 
On  thee  we  call  at  mercy's  gate  ; 
Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  sustain, — 
Shall  Israel  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

3  O  Lord  !  in  ways  of  peace  return, 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn  • 
May  our  blest  eyes  a  shepherd  see, 
Dear  to  our  souls,  and  dear  to  thee. 


990 


L.  M. 


Prayer  for  Pastor. 
i  With  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend 
Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend  j 
Thy  faithful  messenger  secure, 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

*  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace  ; 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace  ; 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfill, 
And  arm  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

991  Church  Dedication.  L.  M. 

i  Oh,  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised,  and  now  devote  these  walls. 
i  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept  ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung  ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung, 
On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 


5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 
Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn  ! 

992  A  growing  kingdom.  C    M 
i  Oh,  where  are  kings  and  empires  now, 

Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand'years  the  same. 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong  ; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world    ** 

Thy  holy  church,  O  God  ! 
Though  earthquake   shocks  are  threatening 
her, 
And  tempests  are  abroad  ; — 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  rill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

993  "Little  Flockr— Luke  1*  :  32.      CM. 

1  Church  of  the  ever-living  God, 

The  Father's  gracious  choice, 
Amid  the  voices  of  this  earth 
How  feeble  is  thy  voice  ! 

2  A  little  flock  !— so  calls  he  thee 

Who  bought  thee  with  his  blood  ; 
A  little  flock,  disowned  of  men, 
But  owned  and  loved  of  God. 

3  Not  many  rich  or  noble  called, 

Not  many  great  or  wise  ; 
They  whom  God  makes  his  kings  and  priests 
Are  poor  in  human  eyes. 

4  But  the  chief  Shepherd  comesat  length  ; 

Their  feeble  days  are  o'er, 
No  more  a  handful  in  the  earth 
A  little  flock  no  more. 

5  No  more  a  lily  among  thorns, 

Weary  and  faint  and  few  ; 
But  countless  as  the  stars  of  heaven. 
Or  as  the  early  dew. 

6  Then  entering  the  eternal  halls, 

In  robes  of  victory. 
That  mighty  multitude  shall  keep 
The  joyous  jubilee. 

994  "Can  a  mother  forget  ?  "  CM. 
1  A  mother  may  forgetful  be, 

For  human  love  is  frail  ; 
But  thy  Creator's  love  to  thee, 
O  Zi'on,  cannot  : 


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a  No,  thy  dear  name  engraven  stands, 
In  characters  of  love, 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  hands  ; 
A  ad  never  shall  remove. 

3  Before  his  ever-watchful  eye 

Thy  mournful  state  appears, 
And  every  groan,  and  every  sigh, 
Divine  compassion  hears. 

4  O  Zion,  learn  to  doubt  no  more, 

Be  every  fear  suppressed  ; 
Unchanging  truth,  and  love,  and  power, 
Dwell  in  thy  Saviour's  breast. 


995 


C.  M. 


For  Dedicatio?i. 
i  O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 
Built  over  earth  and  sea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 

2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  end, 
Serenely  by  thy  side  ! 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way  ; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passions  dies. 


996 


Church  Dedication. 
i  God  of  the  universe,  to  thee 
This  sacred  fane  we  rear, 
And  now,  with  songs  and  bended  knee, 
Invoke  thy  presence  here. 

2  Long  may  this  echoing  dome  resound 

The  nraises  of  thy  name  : 
These  hallowed  walls  to  all  around 
The  triune  God  proclaim. 

3  Here  let  thy  love,  thy  presence  dwell ; 

Thy  glory  here  make  known  ; 
Thy  people's  home,  oh,  come  and  fill, 
And  seal  it  as  thine  own. 

4  When  sad  with  care,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Here  may  the  burdened  soul 
Beneath  thy  sheltering  wing  find  rest  ; 
Here  make  the  wounded  whole. 

5  And  when  the  last  long  Sabbath  morn 

Upon  the  just  shall  rise, 
May  all  who  own  thee  here  be  borne 
To  mansions  in  the  skies 


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997  "Who  is  sufficient  fn  CM 
i  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 

And  take  the  alarm  they  give, 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands, 
But  what  might  rill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls  for  whom  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego — 
For  souls  that  must  for  ever  live 
In  rapture  or  in  woe. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

The  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  shouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord  !  how  should  we  appear  ? 

5  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer,  see, 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

998  The  Chief  Corner-stone.  8,7.61. 
i  Christ  is  made  the  sure  foundation, 

Christ  the  Head  and  Corner-stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 

Binding  all  the  Church  in  one, 
Holy  Zion's  help  for  ever, 

And  her  confidence  alone. 

2  To  this  temple,  where  we  call  thee, 

Come,  O  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day  ; 
With  thy  wonted  loving-kindness 

Hear  thy  servants  as  they  pray  ; 
And  thy  fullest  benediction 

Shed  within  its  wall  alway. 

3  Here  vouchsafe  to  all  thy  servants 

What  they  ask  of  thee  to  gain, 
What  they  gain  from  thee  for  ever 

With  the  blessed  to  retain, 
And  hereafter  in  thy  glory 

Evermore  with  thee  to  reign. 

999  "The  Lamb's  Wife ."  8,7.61. 
i  Blessed  Salem,  long  expected, 

Vision  bright  of  peace  and  dear  ! 
Who  of  living  stones  erected, 

Moulded  in  the  heavenly  sphere, 
And,  by  angel  guards  protected, 

Dost  in  bridal-pomp  appear. 

2  From  the  heaven  of  heavens  descending 
All  prepared  to  meet  thy  Head, 

In  thy  robes  of  light  attending, 
Thou  art  to  his  presence  led  ; 

Golden  glories,  richly  blending, 
Round  thy  streets  and  walls  are  shed. 


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3  Bright  with  pearls  thy  gates  are  beaming, 

Wide  unfolded  they  remain  : 
Thither  come,  through  grace  redeeming, 

All  who  wear  Christ's  lowly  chain  : 
And,  his  last  award  esteeming, 

Gladly  share  his  cup  of  pain. 

1000  "They  said,  Alleluia:1         8,7-61. 

1  Hallelujah!  song  of  gladness, 

Song  of  everlasting  joy  ; 
Hallelujah  !  song  the  sweetest 

That  can  angel-hosts  employ  ; 
Hymning  in  God's  holy  presence 

Their  high  praise  eternally. 

2  Hallelujah  !  church  victorious, 

Thou  mavst  lift  this  joyful  strain  : 
Hallelujah  f  songs  of  triumph 

Well  befit  the  ransomed  train  : 
We  our  song  must  raise  with  sadness, 

While  in  exile  we  remain. 

3  Hallelujah!  strains  of  gladness 

Suit  not  souls  with  anguish  torn  ; 
Halleluiah  !  notes  of  sadness 

Best  befit  our  state  forlorn  : 
For,  in  this  dark  world  of  sorrow, 

We,  with  tears,  our  sin  must  mourn. 

4  But  our  earnest  supplication, 

Holy  God,  we  raise  to  thee  ; 
Bring  us  to  thy  blissful  presence, 

Make  us  all  thy  joys  to  see  ; 
Then  we'll  sing  bur 'hallelujah, — 

Sing  to  all  eternity. 

1001  The  Church  is  Christ's.  7i  6-  D- 

1  The  Church's  one  foundation 

Is  Jesus  Christ  her  Lord  ; 
She  is  his  new  creation 

By  water  and  the  word  : 
From  heaven  he  came  and  sought  her 

To  be  his  holy  bride  ; 
With  his  own  blood  he  bought  her, 

And  for  her  life  he  died. 

2  Elect  from  every  nation, 

Yet  one  o'er  all  the  earth. 
Her  charter  of  salvation 

One  Lord,  one  faith,  one  birth  ; 
One  holy  name  she  blesses, 

Partakes  one  holy  food, 
And  to  one  hope  she  presses, 

With  every  grace  endued. 

3  Though  with  a  scornful  wonder, 

Men  see  her  sore  oppressed, 
By  schisms  rent  asunder, 
By  heresies  distressed, 


Yet  saints  their  watch  are  keeping, 
Their  cry  goes  up,  "  How  long?  ' 

And  soon  the  night  of  weeping 
Shall  be  the  morn  of  song. 

4  Yet  she  on  earth  hath  union 

With  God  the  Three  in  One, 
And  mystic  sweet  communion 

With  those  whose  rest  is  won  ; 
With  all  her  sons  and  daughters, 

Who  by  the  Master's  hand 
Led  through  the  deathly  waters, 

Repose  in  Eden-land. 

5  Oh,  happy  ones  and  holy  ! 

Lord,  give  us  grace  that  we, 
Like  them,  the  meek  and  lowly, 

On  high  may  dwell  with  thee  : 
There  past  the  border  mountains, 

Where  in  sweet  vales  the  bride, 
With  thee  by  living  fountains, 

For  ever  shall  abide. 

6  'Mid  toil  and  tribulation 

And  tumult  of  her  war, 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  for  evermore  ; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 
And  the  great  Church  victorious, 

Shall  be  the  Church  at  rest. 

1002  Laying  a  Corner-stone.  H»  M. 

1  Christ  is  our  Corner-stone  ; 

On  him  alone  we  build  ; 
With  his  true  saints  alone 

The  courts  of  heaven  are  filled  . 
On  his  great  love  I      Of  present  grace 

Our  hopes  we  place,     |      And  joys  above 

2  Oh,  then  with  hymns  of  praise 

These  hallowed  courts  shall  ring  ! 
Our  voices  we  will  raise. 

The  Three  in  One  to  sing  ; 
And  thus  proclaim  Both  loud  and  long, 

In  joyful  song,  That  glorious  Name. 

3  Here  may  we  gain  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore, 
And  may  that  grace,  once  given, 
Be  with  us  evermore, — 
Until  that  day  I      To  endless  rest 

When  all  the  blest         |      Are  called  away. 


1003     The  Holy  Spirit.— Luke  11  ;  13. 
1  O  thou  that  hearest  prayer  ! 
Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high  : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word, 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord  ! 


II.  M. 


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9  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  en'  ; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  children's  wants  supply  ; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thv  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  thou,— 
We— children  of  thy  grace,— 
Oh,  let  thv  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place  ; 
That  all  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

1004  The  Church  one.  II.   INI. 
i  One  sole  baptismal  sign, 

One  Lord  below,  above, 
One  faith,  one  hope  divine, 

One  only  watchword,  love  : 
From  different  temples  though  it  rise, 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  sacrifice  is  one, 

One  Priest  before  the  throne, 
The  slain,  the  risen  Son, 

Redeemer,  Lord  alcr.e  ; 
And  sighs  from  contrite  hearts  that  spring 
Our  chief,  our  choicest  offering. 

3  Head  of  thy  church  beneath, 

The  catholic,  the  true, 
On  all  her  members  breathe, 

Her  broken  frame  renew  • 
Then  shall  thy  perfect  will  be  done 
When  Christians  love  and  live  as  one. 

1005  The  Ministry,— Isa.  5a:  7.        S.  M. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill  ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are  ! 

<4  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ; 

He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.  ' 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound  ! 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long. 
Hut  died  without  the  sight 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 


6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ! 

1006  More  laborers.— Matt.  9:  38.  S.  M.  D. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest!  hear 

Thy  needy  servants  cry  ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer 

And  all  our  wants  supply. 
On  thee  we  humbly  wait ; 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  ; 
The  harvest  truly,  Lord  !  is  great, 

The  laborers  are  few. 

2  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad  ; 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 

As  workers  with  their  God. 
Give  the  pure  Gospel-word, 

The  word  of  general  grace  ; 
Thee  let  them  preach,  the  common  Lord, 

The  Saviour  of  our  race. 

3  Oh,  let  them  spread  thy  name  ; 

Their  mission  fully  prove  ; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim 

Thy  all-redeeming  love. 
On  all  mankind,  forgiven, 

Empower  them  still  to  call, 
And  tell  each  creature  under  heaven 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

1007  ll  Of  one  hearty— Acts  4:  32.      L.  M. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
WThose  hearts  and  faith  and  hopes  are  one. 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  care,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within, 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Their  streaming  tears  together  flow, 
For  human  guilt  and  human  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  united  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Nor  shall  the  glovving  flame  expire 
'Mid  nature's  drooping,  sickening  fire  : 
Soon  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
And  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

1008  "Members  one  of  another"      L.  M 

1  Kindred  in  Christ !  for  his  dear  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  top  ft  her  now  partake 

The  jovs  which  only  he  can  give. 


FELLOWSHIP. 


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a  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  given 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name  ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his' good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him. 
Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suffered  for  us  here  below  ; 

The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread  ; 

And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day. 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

1009  Matt,  io:  40-42.  L.  M. 
1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  ol  the  Lord, 

Enter  in  Jesus'  precious  name  ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

r  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 
We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove  ; 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And,  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more,  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love  ; 
Oh,  may  we  all  together  meet, 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

1010  f  John  4:  si.  CM. 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word  ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part  ! 
When  sorrow  rlows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart  ! 

3  vfhen,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  tailings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  ! 


4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow, 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

1011  j  Corinthians  12  :  27.  C.   M, 

1  Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 

And  saved  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  all  "his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  : 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise, 

And  bow  before  thv  throne  ; 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  : 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads, 

And  thence  our  spirits  lise  ; 
For  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

1012  "  One  as  we  are  one.1''  C    M. 

1  Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine  own, 

Didst  love  them  to  the  end  ; 
Oh,  still  from  thy  celestial  throne, 
Let  gifts  of  love  descend. 

2  The  love  the  Father  bears  to  thee 

His  own  eternal  Son, 
Fill  all  thy  saints,  till  all  shall  be 
In  pure  affection  one. 

3  As  thou  for  us  didst  stoop  so  low, 

Warmed  by  love's  holy  flame, 
So  let  our  deeds  of  kindness  flow 
To  all  that  bear  thy  name. 

4  One  blessed  fellowship  of  love, 

Thy  living  church  should  stand, 
Till,  faultless,  she  at  last  above 
Shall  shine  at  thy  right  hand. 

5  Oh,  glorious  day,  when  she,  the  Bride 

With  her  dear  Lord  appears  ! 
Then  robed  in  beauty  at  his  side, 

She  shall  forget  her  tears  ! 


1013         ""God  is  love." — 1  John  4  :  21 
1  Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 

His  image  bear  below  ; 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  in 

With  love  to  man  will  j;lo\v. 


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2  Our  heavenly  Father,  Lord,  art  thou, 

Thy  favored  children  we  ; 
Oh,  may  we  love  each  other  here, 
As  we  are  loved  by  thee. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same  ; 
With  bonds  of  grace  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  vain,  contentious  world 

See  now  true  Christians  love, 

And  glorify  our  Saviour's  grace, 

And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

1014  "One Family?— Ej>k.z\  15.     C.  M. 

1  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone  ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  earth  and  heaven  are  one. 

2  One  family — we  dwell  in  him — 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death  ; — 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  Ev'n  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

5  Ev'n  now,  by  faith,  we  join  our  hands 

With  those  that  went  before, 
And  greet  the  ransomed,  blessed  bands 
Upon  the  eternal  shore. 

6  Lord  Jesus  !  be  our  constant  guide  : 

And,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

1015  "  Planted  in  Christ."  CM. 

1  Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 

This  day,  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  O  Lord  ! 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be : 

One  inward  life  partake  ; 
One  be  our  heart,  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 


4  Then,  when  among  the  saints  in  light 
Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine  ! 

1016  "The  Head,  even  Christ ."         CM. 

1  Blest  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 

That  will  not  let  us  part : 
Our  bodies  may  far  on  remove  ; 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 
We  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  Oh,  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside  ! 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified  ! 

4  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart. 
Not  joy  nor  grief  nor  time  nor  place 
Nor  life  nor  death  can  part. 

1017  Hebrews  12:  18-24.  C.  M. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 

Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 

Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ;— 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God  ; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  speak  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light  ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just. 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ! 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  for  ever  blest. 

1018  "Two or  7  C  M 

1  On,  it  is  joy  for  those  to  meet 
Whom  one  communion  blends, 
Council  to  hold  in  converse  sweet, 

And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 


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2  'Tw  joy  to  think  the  angel  train, 

Who  'mid  heaven's  temple  shine, 
To  seek  our  earthly  temples  deign, 
And  in  our  anthems  join. 

3  But  chief 'tis  joy  to  think  that  he 

To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 
Delights  her  gathered  flock  to  see, 
Her  joint  devotions  hear. 

4  Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 

While  here  such  joys  are  given  ; 
il  This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven  !  " 

1019  "One  body  in  Christ."  S.  M. 

i  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  : 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

3  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  tree, 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

1020  "/«  the  midst  of  them:1  S.  M. 

x  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee, 

Thy  promised  presence  claim  ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 

Assembled  in  thy  name. 

a  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Or  selfishness  we  meet  ; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

3  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 


4  Present  we  know  thou  art, 

But  oh,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
Thy  mighty  comfort  feel. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  quickening  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 
In  hope  of  perfect  love. 

1021  Party  names. — \  Cor.  12  :  13.       S.  M. 
1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

a  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

1022  " And  to  your  children."  S.   M. 

1  Our  children  thou  dost  claim. 

O  Lord,  our  God,  as  thine  : 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name 
For  goodness  so  divine  ! 

2  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 

Thee  let  the  sons  adore  ; 
Joined  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows. 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

3  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 

How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 

4  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  fathers'  God  ! 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

1023  M Suffer  them  to  come."  §■  M 
i  The  Saviour  kindly  calls 

Our  children  to  his  breast ; 
He  folds  them  in  his  gracious  arms, 
Himself  declares  them  blest. 

2  ll  Let  them  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim  ; 
The  heirs  of  heaven  are  such  as  these, 
For  such  as  these  I  came." 

3  With  joy  we  bring  them,  Lord, 

Devoting  them  to  thee, 
Imploring,  that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 


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1024  Our  children.— Fs.  144:  12. 
x  Great  God,  now  condescend 

To  bless  our  rising  race  ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend, 
The  subjects  of  thy  grace. 

2  Oh,  what  a  pure  delight 

Their  happiness  to  see  ; 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite, 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

3  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love, 

This  ordinance  divine  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
And  make  these  children  thine. 

1025  " Forbid  them  not." 

1  Thou  God  of  sovereign  grace, 

In  mercy  now  appear  -} 
We  long  to  see  thy  smiling  face, 
And  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Receive  these  lambs  to-day, 

O  Shepherd  of  the  tiock, 
And  wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away 
Beside  the  smitten  Rock. 

3  To-day  in  love  descend  ; 

Oh,  come,  this  precious  hour  • 
In  mercy  now  their  spirits  bend 
By  thy  resistless  power. 

4  Low  bending  at  thy  feet, 

Our  offspring  we  resign  : 
Thine  arm  is  strong,  thy  love  is  great, 
And  high  thy  glories  shine. 

1026 


S.  M. 


S.  M. 


L.  M. 


1  This  child  we  dedicate.' 
1  This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 

()  (rod  of  grace  and  purity  ! 

Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 

And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong, 
a  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  gently  draw 

Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law  ; 

May  virtue,  piety,  and  truth, 

Dawn  even  with  ils  dawning  youth. 

3  We  too,  before  thy  gracious  sight, 
Onoe  shared  the  blest  baptismal  rite, 
And  would  renew  its  solemn  vow 

With  love,  and  thanks,  and  praises,  now. 

4  Grant  that,  with  true  and  faithful  heart, 
We  still  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboriug  lor  the  prize  in  heaven. 

1027  The  promise. — Acts  2:  39.  L.  M. 

z  O  Lokd  !  encouraged  by  thy  grace, 
We  bring  our  infant  to  thv  throne  ; 
Give  it  within  thy  heart  a  place, 
Let  it  be  thine,  and  thine  aloue. 


2  Wash  it  from  every  stain  of  guilt, 

And  let  this  child  be  sanctified  ; 
Lord  !  thou  canst  cleanse  it,  if  thou  wilt, 
And  all  its  native  evils  hide. 

3  We  ask  not,  for  it,  earthly  bliss, 

Or  earthly  honors,  wealth  01  fame  , 
The  sum  of  our  request  is  this — 
That  it  may  love  and  fear  thy  name. 

1028  "Feed  my  Lambs."  L.  M. 

1  With  thankful  hearts  our  songs  we  raise, 
To  celebrate  the  Saviour's  praise  ; 

Yet  who  but  saints  in  heaven  above, 
Can  tell  the  riches  of  his  love  ? 

2  He,  the  good  Shepherd,  kindly  leads 
The  wanderer,  and  the  hungry  feeds  ; 
Deigns  in  his  arms  the  lambs  to  bear, 
And  makes  them  his  peculiar  care. 

3  Jesus,  to  thy  protecting  wing 
Our  helpless  little  ones  we  bring  : 

Oh,  grant  them  grace  and  strength,  that  they 
May  find  and  keep  the  heavenward  way. 

1029  "They  are  thine ."  L.   M. 

1  Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 

From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound, 
And,  lured  by  worldly  joys  away, 
Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found  ;— 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine. 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear  ; 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine. 
The  sign  of  covenant  grace  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years. 

Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be  ; 
Remember  all  the  prayers  and  tears 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  follv's  \\  ay  ; 
The  wanderers  to  thy  fold  restore. 


1030 


Genesis  28  :   19-22. 


C. 


i  O  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
1  last  all  our  lathers  led  ! 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
God  of  our  fathers !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us,  ea(  h  day,  our  daily  biead. 

And  raiment  lit  provide. 


BAPTISM. 


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I  Oh,  spread  thy  covering  wings  around, 
Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode, 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 
Our  humble  prayers  implore  j 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, 
Our  portion  evermore. 

1031  "Forbid  them  not."  CM. 

1  M  Forbid  them  not,"  the  Saviour  cried, 

"  But  suffer  them  to  come  ;  " 
Ah,  then  maternal  tears  were  dried, 
And  unbelief  was  dumb. 

2  Lord,  we  believe,  and  we  obey  ; 

We  bring  them  at  thy  word  ; 
Be  thou  our  children's  strengtn  and  stay, 
Their  portion  and  reward. 

1032  The  Covenant. — Gen.  17  :  7.        CM. 
1  Our  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer, 

We  now  devote  to  thee  ; 
Let  them  thy  covenant  mercies  share 

And  thy  salvation  see. 
a  In  early  days  their  hearts  secure 

From  worldly  snares,  we  pray  ; 
And  let  them  to  the  end  endure 

In  every  righteous  way. 

3  Grant  us  before  them,  Lord,  to  live 

In  holy  faith  and  fear  ; 
And  then  to  heaven  our  souls  receive, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

1033  Sealing  the  Covenant.  CM. 

1  The  promise  of  my  Feather's  love 

Shall  stand  for  ever  good  : — 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word, 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  the  engagement  of  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 
Twas  purchased  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratified  in  death. 

4  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  his  name, 

Who  blessed  us  in  his  will, 

And  to  his  testament  of  love, 

Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 


1034 


Child's  Hymn. 
1  Dear  Saviour,  ever  at  my  side, 
How  loving  thou  must  be, 
To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven  to  guard 
A  little  child  like  me  ! 

14 


C  M.  D. 


Thy  beautiful  and  shining  face 

1  see  not,  though  so  near  ; 
The  sweetness  of  thy  soft,  low  voice 

I  am  too  deaf  to  hear. 

2  I  cannot  feel  thee  touch  my  hand 

With  pressure  light  and  mild, 
To  check  me,  as  my  mother  doth, 

While  I  am  but  a  child  ; 
But  1  have  felt  thee  in  my  thoughts 

Fighting  with  sin  for  me  • 
And  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 

The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 

3  And  when,  dear  Saviour  !  I  kneel  down 

Morning  and  night  to  prayer, 
Something  there  is  within  my  heart 

Which  tells  me  thou  art  there  ; 
Yes  !  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too — 

Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me  ; 
But  when  I  sleep,  thou  sleepest  not, 

But  watchest  patiently. 

1035  "Remember  thy  Creator^         CM. 

1  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

In  these  thy  youthful  days  ; 
He  will  accept  thine  early  vow, 
And  listen  to  thy  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near  ; 
For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  here. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now  ; 

His  willing  servant  be  : 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee. 

4  Almighty  God  !  our  hearts  incline 

Thy  heavenly  voice  to  hear  ; 
Let  all  our  future  days  be  thine, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear. 

1036  "God  called  the  child."  C  M. 

1  Dear  Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Look  kindly  down  on  me  : 
A  sinful,  weak,  and  helpless  child, 
I  come  thy  child  to  be. 

2  O  blessed  Saviour  !  take  my  heart, 

This  sinful  heart  of  mine, 
And  wash  it  clean  in  every  part ; 
Make  me  a  child  of  thine. 

3  My  sins,  though  great,  thou  canst  forgive. 

For  thou  hast  died  for  me  ; 

Amazing  love  !  help  me,  O  God, 

Thine  own  dear  child  to  be. 

4  For  thou  hast  said,  "  Forbid  them  not : 

Let  children  come  to  me  ;  " 
I  hear  thy  voice,  and  now,  dear  Lord, 
I  come  thy  child  to  be. 


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CHURCH. 


1037  A  Christian  Child.  C.  M. 
i  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
May  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  thou  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned, 
Were  all  alike  divine! 

6  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone 
In  childhood,  manhood,  and  in  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

1038  The  Covenant— Gen.  17:  7.        CM. 

1  How  large  the  promise  !  how  divine 

To  Abr'ham  and  his  seed  : 
"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  : 
The  Angel  of  the  covenant  proves, 

And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given  j 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God  !— how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

1039  Christ  rece iv ing  ch ildre n.        C  . IV I . 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 

With  all  engaging  charms  ! 
Hark  !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  anus  ! 

2  li  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

ki  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 


3  We  bring  them,  Lord  !  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, — 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock  !  -with  pleasure  hear, — 

Ye  children  !  seek  his  face  ; 
And  fly,  with  transport,  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

1040  Lambs  0/  the  Fold.  8,  7.  D. 

1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us  : 

Much  we  need  thy  tender  care  ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 

For  our  use  thy  fold  prepare  : 
We  are  thine  :  do  thou  befriend  us, 

Be  the  guardian  of  our  way  ; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 

Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

2  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be  ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free  : 
Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor  ; 

Early  help  us  do  thy  will  ; 
Holy  Lord,  our  only  Saviour  ! 

With  thy  grace  our  bosom  rill. 

1041  Sabbath  School  Meeting.  3,  7.  D. 

1  Saviour  King,  in  hallowed  union, 

At  thy  sacred  feet  we  bow  ; 
Heart  with  heart,  in  blest  communion, 

Join  to  crave  thy  favor  now  ! 
Though  celestial  choirs  adore  thee, 

Let  our  prayer  as  incense  rise  ; 
And  our  praise  be  set  before  thee, 

Swreet  as  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Heavenly  Fount,  thy  streams  of  blessing, 

Oft  have  cheered  us  on  our  way  ; 
By  thy  power  and  grace  unceasing, 

We  continue  to  this  day  : 
Raise  we  then  with  glad  emotion 

Thankful  lays  :  and  while  we  sing, 
Vow  a  pure,  a  full  devotion 

To  thy  work,  O  Saviour  King  ! 

3  When  we  tell  the  wondrous  story 

Of  thy  rich,  exhaustless  love, 
Send  thy  Spirit,  Lord  of  glory, 

On  the  youthful  heart  to  move  ! 
Oh,  that  he,  the  ever-living, 

May  descend,  as  fruitful  rain  ; 
Till  the  wilderness,  reviving, 

Blossoms  as  the  rose  again  ! 

1042  "These  little  ones."  S,  7.  D. 

1  Saviour  !  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  Shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gentlv  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share  ; 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 


D. 


Now,  these  little  ones  receicing. 
Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 

There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing. 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

a  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey  ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way  : 
Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal, 

Let  them  rind  a  resting-place, 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 

Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

1043  "Eben-ezer"  S,  ' 

i  Comr.,  thou  Fount  of  even'  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  ; 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it ! — 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 

a  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Eben-ezer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger. 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee  ; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
Here's  my  heart  ;  oh,  take  and  seal  it ; 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 


1044  Jesus  in  Glory.  8,  7.  D. 

1  Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  ! 
Crowned  in  mockery  a  king  ! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us  ; 

Thou  didst  tree  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor  ; 
Life'  is  given  through  thy  name. 

t  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  Almighty  Love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 


3  Jesus,  hail  !  enthroned  in  glory  ! 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading  ; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare, 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  "Worship,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  ; 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise  ! 

1045  The  Last  Su/>/>er.  L.  M. 

1  'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began. 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 

What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  :  " 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine  : 
ik  'Tis  the  new  covenant,  in  my  blood. 

4  lt  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end, 

In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

1046  "Bread  of  heaven."  L.    M 

1  O  Jesus,  bruised  and  wounded  more 

Than  bursted  grape,  or  bread  of  wheat, 
The  Life  of  life  within  our  souls. 
The  cup  of  our  salvation  sweet ! 

2  We  come  to  show  thy  dying  hour, 

Thy  streaming  vein,  thy  broken  flesh  ; 
And  still  that  blood  is  warm  to  save. 
And  still  thy  fragrant  wounds  are  fresh. 

3  O  Heart,  that  with  a  double  tide 

Of  blood  and  water,  maketh  pure! 
O  Flesh,  once  offered  on  the  cross. 
The  gift  that  makes  our  pardon  sure  ! 


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CHURCH. 


4  Let  nevermore  our  sinful  souls 

The  anguish  of  thy  cross  renew  ; 
Nor  forge  again  the  cruel  nails 
That  pierced  thy  victim  body  through  ! 

5  Come,  Bread  of  heaven,  to  feed  our  souls, 

And  with  thee,  Jesus  enter  in  ! 
Come,  Wine  of  God  !  and  as  we  drink, 
His  precious  blood  wash  out  our  sin  ! 


1047 


L.  M. 


The  Institution. 
x  At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 
Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  the  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 

And  trusts  for  life  in  One  that  died  ; 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 

And  fling  their  scandals  on  the  cause  ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb  ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

1048  Parting Song.— Gal.  6:  14.        L.  M. 

1  Oh,  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross 

Where  my  Redeemer  loved  and  died  ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  side. 

2  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown  ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

1049  The  Lord  our  Righteousness.      L».  M. 

1  Jesus,  thy  Blood  and  Righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Lord,  I  believe  thy  precious  blood, — 
Which,  at  the  mercy-seat  of  God, 
For  ever  doth  for  sinners  plead, — 
For  me,  cv'n  for  my  soul,  w:is  shed. 

3  Bold  shall  1  stand  in  thy  great  day. 

For  who  might  to  mv  charge  shnll  lay? 

Fully  absolved  through  these  l  am. 

From  sin  and  fear,  from  ^uilt  and  shame. 


4  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies — 
Ev'n  then,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea  : 
Jesus  hath  lived,  hath  died  for  me. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

6  Oh,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ■ 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  mourning  ones  rejoice  ; 
Their  beauty'this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

1050  Living  to  Christ.  L.  M 

1  My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being,  but  for  thee, 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  r 
Thine  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 
And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend. 

3  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good  ; 
Nor  future  days  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  'Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live. 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died  ; 

Nor  could  the  bovvers  of  Eden  give 

Such  bliss  as  blossoms  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 

When  vouthful  vigor  is  no  more  ; 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  dying  love,  his  saving  power. 

1051 


L.  M 


il  A  shamed  of  me." 

1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  ;  when  I  blush — be  this  mv  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away  ; 
No  teal  to  \\  Ipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  tears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 


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Till  then— nor  is  my  boasting  vain— 
Till  then  1  boast  a  Saviour,  slain  ! 
And  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 

1052  Jesus  all  in  all.  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts, 

Thou  fount  of  life  !  thou  light  of  men  ! 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood  ; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call  ; 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  rind  thee  All  in  All. 

3  We  taste  thee,  O  thou  Living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still  ; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  rill ! 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast  ; 
Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  O  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay  ; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright  ; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away. 
Shed  e'er  the  world  thy  holy  light ! 


1053 


L.  M. 


14 Not  your  ozun." 

1  Oh,  not  my  own  these  verdant  hills. 

And  fruits,  and  flowers,  and  stream,  and 
wood  ; 
But  his  who  all  with  glory  fills, 
Who  bought  me  with  his  precious  blood. 

2  Oh,  not  my  own  this  wondrous  frame, 

Its  curious  work,  its  living  soul  ; 
But  his  who  for  my  ransom  came  ; 
Slain  for  my  sake,  he  claims  the  whole. 

3  Oh,  not  my  own  the  grace  that  keeps 

My  feet  from  fierce  temptations  free  ; 
Oh,  not  my  own  the  thought  that  leaps, 
Adoring,  blessed  Lord,  to  thee. 

4  Oh,  not  my  own  ;  I'll  soar  and  sing, 

When  life,  with  all  its  toils,  is  o'er, 
And  thou  thy  trembling  lamb  shalt  bring 
Safe  home,  to  wander  nevermore. 


1054 


The  Memorial  of  our  Lord.       L.  M, 


1  Jests  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eves. 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovelv  face  ; 
•Y:vl,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  bis  grace. 


3  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 

Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

4  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

1055  "We  would  see  Jesus. ,''  L.   M. 

1  Here  let  us  see  thy  face,  O  Lord, 

And  view  salvation  with  our  eyes, 
And  taste  and  feel  the  living  Word, 
The  Bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

2  Thou  hast  prepared  this  dying  Lamb, 

Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 
To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name. 
And  show  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

3  Jesus,  our  Light  !  our  Morning-star  ! 

Shine  thou  on  nations  yet  unknown  ; 
The  glory  of  thy  people  here, 
And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne. 


1056 


L.  M. 


"Our  exalted  Lord." 

1  To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

That  name  in  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  j 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  whilst  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  worship  at  his  sacred  feet, 

Oh,  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  return  of  grateful  love. 

1057  "Eat,  O  friends  !  "  L.  M 

1  Draw  near,  O  Holy  Dove,  draw  near, 

With  peace  and  gladness  on  thy  wing ; 
Reveal  the  Saviour's  presence  here, 
And  light,  and  life,  and  comfort  bring. 

2  "  Eat,  O  my  friends— drink,  O  beloved  !  " 

We  hear  the  Master's  voice  exclaim  : 

Our  hearts  with  new  desire  are  moved, 

And  kindled  with  a  heavenly  tlame. 

3  No  room  for  doubt,  no  room  for  dread, 

Xor  tears,  nor  groans,  nor  anxious 
We  do  not  mourn  a  Saviour  d 
But  hail  him  living  in  the  skies  ! 

4  While  this  we  do,  remembering  thee, 

Dear  Saviour,  let  our  graces  prove 
We  have  thy  blessed  company, 

Thy  banner  over  us  is  love. 


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1058  "  Thou  prefar  est  a  table."        L.  M. 
x  My  God,  and  is  thy  table  spread, 

And  doth  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow  ? 
Thither  be  all  "thy  children  led, 
And  let  them  all  thy  sweetness  know. 

2  Hail,  sacred  Feast,  which  Jesus  makes, 

Rich  banquet  of  his  flesh  and  blood  ! 
Thrice  happy  he,  who  here  partakes 
That  sacred  stream,  that  heavenly  food. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  table  honored  be, 

And  furnished  well  with  joyous  guests  ; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

4  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 
From  men,  and  from  the  angel-host, 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore  ! 

1059  Feeding  on  Christ.  L.   M. 
i  I  feed  by  faith  on  Christ ;  my  bread, 

His  body  broken  on  the  tree  ; 
I  live  in  him,  my  living  Head, 
Who  died,  an'd  rose  again  for  me. 

2  This  be  my  joy  and  comfort  here, 

This  pledge  of  future  glory  mine  : 
Jesus,  in  spirit  now  appear, 
And  break  the  bread,  and  pour  the  wine. 

3  From  thy  dear  hand,  may  I  receive 

The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love. 
And,  while  I  feast  on  earth,  believe 
That  I  shall  feast  with  thee  above. 

1060  At  the  Cross.— John  19  :  25.       L.   M. 

1  Dear  Lord,  amid  the  throng  that  pressed 

Around  thee  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Some  loyal,  loving  hearts  were  there, 
Some  pitying  eyes  that  wept  for  thee. 

2  Like  them  may  we  rejoice  to  own 

Our  dying  Lord,  tho'  crowned  with  thorn  ; 
Like  thee,  thy  blessed  self,  endure 
The  cross  with  all  its  cruel  scorn. 

3  Thy  cross,  thy  lonely  path  below, 

Show  what,  thy  brethren  all  should  be  ; 
Pilgrims  on  earth,  disowned  by  those 
Who  see  no  beauty,  Lord,  in  thee. 

1061  The  day  0/  Es/>ousa Is.  L .  M . 
1  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King  ! 

Accept  the  tribute  that  we  bring  ; 
Accept  the  well-deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 
s  Let  every  act  of  worship  be, 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord  !  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when,  from  above, 
We  iirst  received  thy  pledge  ol  love. 


3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day— 
Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

4  Each  following  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys  ; 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

1062  "Happy Day!"  L.  M. 

1  Oh,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
Cho. — Happy  day,  happy  day, 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away  • 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day  : 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away  ! 

2  Oh,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  till  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. — Cho 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  : 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. — Cho 

4  Now,  rest,  my  long-divided  heart  ! 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre  rest ; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
WThen  called  on  angel's  bread  to  feast. — Cho 

5  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear  ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  1  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. — Cho. 

1063  »«  Ye  are  bought  with  a  price"     L.  M. 

1  Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine, 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 
Cho. — Happy,  day,  happy  day, 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away  ! 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day  ; 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 

But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. — Cho. 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity  ; 

The  vow  is  pasted  beyond  repeal: 

And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal.— Cho. 


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4  Here  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  tor  God, 
Thee,  my  new  Master  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. — Cho. 

5  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 

The  great  engagement  to  perform  ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. — Cho. 


1064 


Persistent  Love. 


C.  M. 


1  How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  ot  her  stores. 

3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 
Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries  with  thankful  tongue, — 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest?  " 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there's  room, 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  starve  than  come  ?  " 

4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast. 

That  sweetly  drew  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God  ! 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 

Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

1065  "Prepare  us  Lord"  CM. 

1  Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross, 

Who  all  our  griefs  hast  borne  ; 
To  look  on  thee,  whom  we  have  pierced — 
To  look  on  thee  and  mourn. 

2  While  thus  we  mourn,  we  would  rejoice  ; 

And  as  thy  cross  we  see, 
Let  each  exclaim,  in  faith  and  hope, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  ! " 

1066  Feeding  on  Christ.  CM. 

1  Together  with  these  symbols,  Lord, 

Thy  blessed  self  impart  ; 
And  let  thy  holy  flesh  and  blood 
Feed  the  believing  heart. 

2  Let  us  from  all  our  sins  be  washed 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ; 
And  let  thy  Spirit  be  the  seal 
That  we  are  born  of  God. 

3  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  with  Jesus'  love, 

Prepare  us  for  this  feast ; 
Oh,  let  us  banquet  with  our  Lord, 
And  lean  upon  his  breast. 


1067  "Greater  love  hath  no  man"     C.  M. 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  : 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ; — 

2  Oh,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  him,  who  died  our  fears  to  quell — 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  woe  ! 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  he  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed, — 
"  Meet  and  remember  me  ! ' 

4  Remember  thee — thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  ! — 
O  memory  !  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there. 

1068  M  / will  remember  thee."  CM 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  i 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee  : — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains. 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Then,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 


1069  "The  Cup  0/ Blessing. ' ' 

1  Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command, 

We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 
Thy  vesture  dipped  in  blood. 

2  Now,  Saviour,  now  thyself  reveal, 

And  make  thy  nature  known  ; 
Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal, 
And  stamp  us  for  thine  own. 


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3  Obedient  to  thy  gracious  worn". 

We  break  the  hallowed  bread, 
Commemorate  our  dying  Lord, 
And  trust  on  thee  to  feed. 

4  The  cup  of  blessing,  blest  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart  ; 
The  broken  bread  thy  body  be, 
To  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

1070  "Friend  of  Sinners."  C.  M. 
i  Jesus  !  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend  ; 

As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord  !  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, — . 

Remember  Calvary  ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God  ! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord  !  remember  me. 

4  Lord  !  I  am  guilty— I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord  !  remember  me. 

1071  Sweet  Foretastes.  10. 
i  Here,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  thee  face  to  face  ; 

Here  would   I    touch    and    handle   things 
unseen  • 
Here  grasp  with  firmer  hand  the  eternal  grace, 
And  all  my  weariness  upon  thee  lean. 

2  Here  would  I  feed  upon  the  bread  of  God  ; 

Here  drink  with  thee  the  royal  wine   of 
heaven  ; 
Here  would  I  lay  aside  each  earthly  load, 
Here  taste  afresh  the  calm  of  sin  forgiven. 

3  Too  soon  we  rise  ;  the  symbols  disappear  ; 

The  feast,  though  not  the  love,  is  passed 
and  gone  ; 
The  bread  and  wine  remove,  but  thou  art 
here- 
Nearer  than  ever — still  my  Shield  and  Sun. 

4  Feast  after  feast  thus  comes  and  passes  by  ; 

Vet,  passing,  points  to  the  glad  least  above, 
Giving  sweet  foretaste  of  the  festal  joy, 
The  Lamb's  great  bridal  feast  of  bliss  and 
love. 

1072  Penitent  Prayer.  10. 
t  Not  worthy  Lord  !  to  gather  up  the  crumbs 

With  trembling  hand  thai  from  thy  table  tall, 

A  weary,  heavy-laden  sinner  eon. is 

To  plead  thy  promise  and  obey  thy  call. 


2  I  am  not  worthy  to  be  thought  thy  child  ; 

Nor  sit  the  last  and  lowest  at  thy  board  ; 
Too  long  a  wanderer,  and  too  oft  beguiled 
I  only  ask  one  reconciling  word. 

3  One  word  from  thee,  my  Lord !  one  smile, 

one  look, 
And   I   could   face   the   cold,  rough  world 

again, 
And  with  that   treasure   in  my  heart  could 

brook 
The  wrath  of  devils  and  the  scorn  of  men. 

4  And  is  not  mercy  thy  prerogative — 

Free  mercy,  boundless,  fathomless,  divine  ? 
Me,  Lord  !  the  chief  of  sinners,  me  forgive, 
And  thine  the  greater  glory,  only  thine. 

5  I  hear  thy  voice ;  thou  bid'st  me  come  and 

rest  • 
I  come,  I  kneel,  I  clasp  thy  pierced  feet ; 
Thou  bid'st  me  take  my  place,  a  welcome 
guest, 
Among  thy  saints,  and  of  thy  banquet  eat. 

6  My  praise  can  only  breathe  itself  in  prayei, 

My  prayer  can  only  lose  itself  in  thee  ; 
Dwell  thou  forever  in  my  heart,  and  there, 
Lord  !  let  me  sup  with  thee  ;  sup  thou  with 
me. 

1073  "IVe  would  see  Jesus."  II,  10. 

i  We     would    see     Jesus — for   the     shadows 
lengthen 
Across  this  little  landscape  of  our  life  ; 
We    would    see   Jesus    our    weak    faith    to 
strengthen, 
For  the  last  weariness — the  final  strife. 

2  We  would  see  Jesus — the  great  Rock  Foun 

dation, 
Whereon  our  feet  were  set  with  sovereign 
grace ; 
Not  life,  nor  death,  with  all  their  agitation, 
Can  thence  remove  us,  if  we  see  his  face. 

3  We  would  see  Jesus — other  lights  are  fading, 

Which  for  long  years  we  have  rejoiced  to 

see  j 
The  blessings  of  our  pilgrimage  are  failing, 
We  would  not  mourn  them,  for  we  go  to 

thee. 

4  We  would  see  Jesus — this  is  all  we're  needing, 

Strength,  joy,  and  willingness  come  with  the 
sight; 
We  would  see  Jesus,  dying,  risen,  pleading, 
Then   welcome   day,  and    farewell   mortal 
night  ! 


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1074  "Trust,  strength,  calmness."     11,10. 
i  Saviour,  in  thy  mysterious  presence  kneeling, 

Fain  would  our  souls  feel  all  thy  kindling 

love  ; 
For    we    are    weak,   and    need    some    deep 

revealing 
Of  trust,  and  strength,  and  calmness  from 

above. 

a  Lord,  we  have  wandered  forth  through  doubt 
and  sorrow, 
And  thou  hast  made  each  step  an  onward 
one  ; 
And  we  will  ever  trust  each  unknown  mor- 
row,— 
Thou  wilt  sustain  us  till  its  work  is  done. 

3  In  the  heart's  depths  a  peace  serene  and  holy 

Abides,  and  when  pain  seems  to  have  its  will, 
Or  we    despair,— oh,  may    that    peace    rise 
slowly, 
Stronger  than  agony,  and  we  be  still  ! 

4  Now,  Saviour,  now,  in   thy   dear    presence 

kneeling, 
Our  spirits  yearn  to  feel  thy  kindling  love  ; 
Now  make    us  strong,  we   need    thy   deep 

revealing 
Of  trust,  and  strength,  and  calmness  from 

above. 

1075  "The  Body  of  Christ:''  S.  M. 
i  Dear  Saviour  !  we  are  thine, 

By  everlasting  bands  ; 
Our  hearts,  our  souls,  we  would  resign 
Entirely  to  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growing  zeal  ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
Oh,  let  them  ne'er  prevail  ! 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head  ; 
Shall  form  in  us  thine  image  bright, 
And  teach  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one. 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
If  he  in  heaven  has  fixed  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

1076  M Christ  and  his  members  oneS 
i  Jesus  invites  his  saints 

To  meet  around  his  board  : 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 


S.  M. 


2  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 

Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 
We  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
And  he,  the  first-born  Son. 

4  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined, 

His  glorious  name  to  raise  ; 
Pleasure  and  love  till  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

3  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  glory  be, 
As  was,  and  is,  and  shall  remain 
Through  all  eternity  ! 

1077    tl  When  they  had  sung  a  hymn"  S.  M 
i  A  parting  hymn  we  sing, 

Around  thy  table,  Lord  ; 
Again  our  grateful  tribute  bring, 

Our  solemn  vows  record. 

2  Here  have  we  seen  thy  face, 

And  felt  thy  presence  here, 
So  may  the  savor  of  thy  grace 
In  word  and  life  appear. 

3  The  purchase  of  thy  blood — 

By  sin  no  longer  led — 
The"  path  our  dear  Redeemer  trod 
May  we  rejoicing  tread. 

4  In  self-forgetting  love 

Be  our  communion  shown, 

Until  we  join  the  church  above, 

And  know  as  we  are  known. 


1078  The  Ark  of  God. 

i  Like  Noah's  weary  dove, 

That  soared  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting-place  above 

The  cheerless  waters  found  ; — 

2  Oh,  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Hath  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ! 

Behold  the  open  door  ! 
Oh,  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest ; 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  lull  salvation  blest. 


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1079  »  This  is  my  blood."  S.  M. 
i  Blest  feast  of  love  divine  ! 

'Tis  grace  that  makes  us  free 
To  feed  upon  this  bread  and  wine, 
In  memory,  Lord,  of  thee  ! 

3  That  blood  which  flowed  for  sin, 
In  symbol  here  we  see, 
And  feel  the  blessed  pledge  within, 
That  we  are  loved  of  thee. 

3  Oh,  if  this  glimpse  of  love 
Be  so* divinely  sweet, 
What  will  it  be,  O  Lord,  above, 
Thy  gladdening  smile  to  meet ! 

1080  Christy  our  Righteousness.         S.  M. 
i  For  ever  here  my  rest ! 

Close  to  thy  bleeding  side  ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, — 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

a  My  Saviour,  and  my  God  ! 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin  ! 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood  ! 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

1081  M  The  banqueting  house ."  S.  M. 
i  Jesus,  we  thus  obey 

Thy  last  and  kindest  word, 
And  in  thine  own  appointed  way 
We  come  to  meet  thee,  Lord  ! 

2  Thus  we  remember  thee, 

And  take  this  bread  and  wine 
As  thine  own  dying  legacy, 
And  our  redemption  s  sign. 

3  Thy  presence  makes  the  feast ; 

Now  let  our  spirits  feel 
The  glory  not  to  be  expressed, — 
The  joy  unspeakable  ! 

4  With  high  and  heavenly  bliss 

Thou  dost  our  spirits  cheer  ; 
Thy  house  of  banqueting  is  this, 
And  thou  hast  brought  us  here 

5  Now  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  manna  from  above, 
And  over  us  thy  banner  spread 
Of  everlasting  love. 


1082 


Three  Mountains. 


i   When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
God  descend.  Id  majesty, 

To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  Spirit  sinks  with  awe. 
a  When,  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too  transporting  light, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 


3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  Mesh  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  for  ever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away  ; 
Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary  ! 


1083 


'* Lovest  thou  me  ?  n 


i  Hark  !  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  • 
'Tis  thy  Saviour — hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  ? 

2  M  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound  : 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above  ; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath — 
Free  and  faithful — strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  ! 
Say,  poor  sinner  !  lovest  thou  me?  " 

6  Lord  !  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint  ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  ; — 
Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more. 

1084      "  Thy  people  shall  be  my  people" 
i  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around. 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  Spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest  ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
Oh,  receive  me' into  rest ! 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave  : 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave  ;— 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 
Faith  can  till  my  soul  no  more, 
Every  idol  1  resign. 


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1085  l* This  is  my  Body . ' ' 

1  Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  tiesh  is  meat  indeed  : 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  bread  ! 

a  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  : 
Lord  !  thy  wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died  : 
Lord  of  life  !  oh,  let  us  be, 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  ! 

1086  M Christ ,  our  Passover ." 

1  At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing, 
Praise  to  our  victorious  King, 
Who  hath  washed  us  in  the  tide, 
Flowing  from  his  wounded  side. 

2  Where  the  Paschal  blood  is  poured. 
Death's  dark  angel  sheathes  his  sword  ; 
Israel's  hosts  triumphant  go 
Through  the  wave  that  drowns  the  foe. 

3  Christ,  our  Paschal  Lamb,  is  slain, 
Holy  victim,  without  stain  ; 
Death  and  hell  defeated  lie, 
Heaven  unfolds  its  gates  on  high. 

4  Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Father,  unto  thee  we  raise  ; 
Risen  Lord,  all  praise  to  thee, 
With  the  Spirit  ever  be. 

1087  "Thine for  ever ." — John  17  :  9. 

1  Thine  for  ever  !  God  of  love, 
Hear  us  from  thy  throne  above  ! 
Thine  for  ever  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity  ! 

2  Thine  for  ever  !  oh,  how  blest 
They  who  find  in  thee  their  rest  ! 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend, 
Oh,  defend  us  to  the  end  ! 

3  Thine  for  ever  !  Saviour,  keep 
These  thy  frail  and  trembling  sheep  ; 
Safe  alone  beneath  thy  care, 

Let  us  all  thy  goodness  share. 

4  Thine  for  ever  !  thou  our  Guide, — 
All  our  wants  by  thee  supplied,— 
All  our  sins  by  thee  forgiven, — 
Lead  us,  Lord,  from  earth  to  heaven  ! 

IO00    '•  Wounded  for  our  transgressions? 
1  Jesus,  Master  !  hear  me  now, 

While  I  would  renew  my  vow, 

And  record  thy  dying  love  ; 

Hear,  and  help  me  from  above. 


2  Feed  me.  Saviour,  with  this  bread, 
Broken  in  thy  body's  stead  • 
Cheer  my  spirit  with  this  wine, 
Streaming  like  that  blood  of  thine. 

3  And  as  now  I  eat  and  drink, 
Let  me  truly,  sweetly  think, 
Thou  didst  hang  upon  the  tree, 
Broken,  bleeding,  there — for  me  ! 

1089  {Original form.)  7-  61 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  ; 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfill  the  law's  demands  ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know. 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress, 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
Vile,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die  ! 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death. 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment-throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

1090  xs  I  am  thine  :  save  me"  7*  61. 

1  Now,  O  God,  thine  own  I  am  ! 

Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own  : 
Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Consecrate  to  thee  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I  ! 
Happier  still  if  thine  I  die. 

2  Take  me,  Lord,  and  all  my  powers  : 

Take  my  mind,  and  heart,  and  will  ; 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

Ail  I  know,  and  all  I  feel, 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do — 
Take  my  soul  and  make  it  new  ! 

1091  Christ  lifted  up.  7-  61. 
1  Ye  who  in  these  courts  are  found, 

Listening  to  the  joyful  sound, — 
Lost  and  helpless,  as  ye  are, 
Sons  of  sorrow,  sin,  and  care, — 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings, 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 


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2  Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes, 
View  his  bleeding  sacrifice  ; 
See  in  him  your  sins  forgiven, 
Pardon,  holiness,  and  heaven  : 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings, 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

1092  The  Rock  of  Ages. 

i  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  : 
Let  the  water  and  the  blooa, 
From  thy  wounded  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure  ; 
Save  me,  Lord  !  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save  and  thou  alone  : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring  ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


1093  "Son  of  God,  to  thee  I  cry." 

i  Son  of  God,  to  thee  I  cry  : 
By  the  holy  mystery 
Of  thy  dwelling  here  on  earth, 
By  thy  pure  and  holy  birth, 
Lord,  thy  presence  let  me  see, 
Manifest  thyself  to  me. 

2  Lamb  of  God,  to  thee  I  cry  : 
By  thy  bitter  agony, 

By  thy  pangs  to  us  unknown, 
By  thy  Spirit's  parting  groan, 
Lord,  thy  presence  let  me  see, 
Manifest  thyself  to  me. 

3  Prince  of  Life,  to  thee  I  cry  : 
By  thy  glorious  majesty, 

By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
Meek  to  suffer,  strong  to  save, 
Lord,  thy  presence  let  me  see, 
Manifest  thyself  to  me. 

4  Lord  of  glory,  God  most  High, 
Man  exalted  to  the  sky, 

With  thy  love  my  bosom  fill, 
Prompt  me  to  perform  thy  will  ; 
Then  tliv  glory  I  shall  see, 
Thou  wilt  bring  me  home  to  thee. 


7.  01. 


7.61. 


1094  Matthew  26  :  20.  7-  &*• 

1  Saviour  of  our  ruined  race, 
Fountain  of  redeeming  grace, 
Let  us  now  thy  fullness  see, 
While  we  here  converse  with  thee  ; 
Hearken  to  our  ardent  prayer, — 
Let  us  all  thy  blessing  share. 

2  While  we  thus,  with  glad  accord 
Meet  around  thy  table,  Lord, 
Bid  us  feast  with  joy  divine, 
On  the  appointed  bread  and  wine  : 
Emblems  may  they  truly  prove, 
Of  our  Saviour's  bleeding  love. 

3  Weak,  unworthy,  sinful,  vile, 
Yet  we  seek  thy  heavenly  smile : 
Canst  thou  all  our  sins  forgive  ? 
Dost  thou  bid  us  look  and  live? 
Lord,  we  wonder  and  adore  ! 
Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

1095  "Create  in  tne  a  clean  hearty        8,  7 

1  Take  my  heart,  O  Father  !  take  it ; 

Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it — 
This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 

2  Father,  make  me  pure  and  lowly, 

Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife  t 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

3  Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  me  ; 

Strengthen  me  with  power  divine, 
Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  me  ; 
Make  me  to  be  wholly  thine. 

4  May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  me, 

And  my  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  me, 
Guide  me  in  the  path  to  heaven. 

1096  " His  banner  over  me  was  love."     3,7 

1  Jests  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us, 

Cheers  our  famished  souls  with  food  ; 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us, 
Of  his  mystic  flesh  and  blood. 

2  Precious  banquet ;  bread  of  heaven  ; 

Wine  of  gladness,  flowing  free  ; 
May  we  taste  it  kindly  given. 
In  remembrance,  Lord,  of  thee  ! 

3  In  thy  trial,  and  rejection  ; 

In  thy  sufferings  Oil  the  tree  ; 
In  thy  glorious  resurrection  ; 

May  we,  Lord,  remember  thee. 


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1097  w/«  remembrance.'"  8,  7. 

1  While  in  sweet  communion  feeding 

On  this  earthly  bread  and  wine, 

Saviour,  may  we  see  thee  bleeding 

On  the  cross,  to  make  us  thine. 

2  Though  unseen,  now  oe  thou  near  us, 

With  the  still  small  voice  oflove  ; 
Whispering  words  of  peace  to  cheer  us — 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

3  Bring  before  us  all  the  story, 

Of  thy  life,  and  death  of  woe  ; 
And,  with  hopes  of  endless  glory, 
Wean  our  hearts  from  all  below. 

1098  "Follow  me"— Matt.  4 :  19.  S,  7. 

1  Jesus  calls  us,  o'er  the  tumult 

Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea  ; 
Day  by  day  his  sweet  voice  soundeth, 
Saying,  Christian,  follow  me  ! 

2  Jesus  calls  us — from  the  worship 

Of  the  vain  world's  golden  store  ; 

From  each  idol  that  would  keep  us, — 

Saying,  Christian,  love  me  more  ! 

3  In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 

Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 
Still  he  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures, 
Christian,  love  me  more  than  these  ! 

4  Jesus  calls  us  !  by  thy  mercies, 

Saviour,  may  we  hear  thy  call  ; 

Give  our  hearts  to  thy  obedience, 

Serve  and  love  thee  best  of  all  ! 

1099  St  a  tiding  by  th  e  cross.  S ,  J . 

1  Swket  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  we  spend  ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
While  we  see  divine  Compassion, 
Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

3  Love  and  grief  our  hearts  dividing, 

With  our  tears  his  feet  we  bathe  ; 
Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

4  For  thy  sorrows  we  adore  thee, 

For  the  pains  that  wrought  our  peace. 
Gracious  Saviour  !  we  implore  thee 
In  our  souls  thy  love  increase. 

5  Here  we  feel  our  sins  forgiven, 

While  upon  the  Lain!)  we  gaze  ; 
And  our  thoughts  are  all  of  heaven, 
And  our  lips  o'eriiow  with  praise. 


6  Still  in  ceaseless  contemplation, 
Fix  our  hearts  and  eyes  on  thee, 
Till  we  taste  thy  full  salvation, 
And,  un vailed,  thy  glories  see. 

1100  kk  Fitly  framed  together \  growcth."  8,  7' 

1  From  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head  ! 

2  His  example  while  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear  ; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God,  through  endless  day. 

4  Praise  and  honor  to  the  Father, 

Praise  and  honor  to  the  Son, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Spirit, 
Ever  Three  and  ever  One. 

1101  "Wash  vier—Ps.  51  :  2.  8,   7 

1  Jesus,  who  on  Calvary's  mountain 

Poured  thy  precious  blood  for  me, 
Wash  me  in' its  flowing  fountain, 
That  my  soul  may  spotless  be. 

2  I  have  sinned,  but  oh,  restore  me  ! 

For  unless  thou  smile  on  me, 
Dark  is  all  the  world  before  me, 
Darker  yet  eternity. 

3  In  thy  word  I  hear  thee  saying, 

Come  and  I  will  give  you  res:  ; 
Now  the  gracious  call  obeying, 
See,  I  hasten  to  thy  breast. 

4  Grant,  oh,  grant  thy  Spirit's  teaching, 

That  I  may  not  go  astray, 
Till  the  gate  of  heaven  reaching, 
Earth  and  sin  are  passed  away. 

1102       "He  ever  livethr—Heb.  7  :  25.       8,  7. 

1  Christ,  above  all  glory  seated  ! 

King  eternal,  strong  to  save  ! 

To  thee,  Death,  by  death  defeated, 

Triumph  high  and  glory  gave. 

2  Thou  art  gone,  where  now  is  given, 

What  no  mortal  might,  could  gain,  > 

On  the  eternal  throne  of  heaven, 
In  thy  Father's  power  to  reign. 

3  There  thy  kingdoms  all  adore  thee, 

Heaven  above  ami  earth  below, 
While  the  depths  of  hell  before  thee. 
Trembling  and  defeated  bow. 


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4  We,  O  Lord  !  with  hearts  adoring 

Follow  thee  above  the  sky  : 
Hear  our  prayers  thy  grace  imploring, 
Lift  our  souls  to  thee  on  high. 

5  So  when  thou  again  in  glory 

On  the  clouds  of  heaven  shalt  shine, 
We  thy  flock  shall  stand  before  thee, 
Owned  for  evermore  as  thine. 

1103  Glorying  in  the  Cross.  8,  7« 
i  Cross,  reproach,  and  tribulation  ! 

Ye  to  me  are  welcome  guests, 
Wrhen  I  have  this  consolation, 
That  my  soul  in  Jesus  rests. 

2  The  reproach  of  Christ  is  glorious  ! 

Those  who  here  his  burden  bear, 
In  the  end  shall  prove  victorious, 
And  eternal  gladness  share. 

3  Bonds  and  stripes,  and  evil  story, 

Arc  our  honorable  crowns  ; 
Pain  is  peace,  and  shame  is  glory, 
Gloomy  dungeons  are  as  thrones. 

4  Bear,  then,  the  reproach  of  Jesus, 

Ye  who  live  a  life  of  faith  ! 
Lift  triumphant  songs  and  praises 
Ev'n  in  martyrdom  and  death. 

1104  "Kee/>  me  ever  !  "  8,  J. 
i  Holy  Father,  thou  hast  taught  me 

I  should  live  to  thee  alone  ; 
Year  by  year  thy  hand  hath  brought  me 
On  through  dangers  oft  unknown. 

2  When  I  wandered,  thou  hast  found  me  ; 

When  I  doubted,  sent  me  light, 

Still  thine  arm  has  been  around  me, 

All  my  paths  were  in  thy  sight. 

3  Therefore,  Lord,  I  come,  believing 

Thou  canst  give  the  power  I  need  ; 
Through  the  prayer  of  faith  receiving 
Strength— the  Spirit's  strength,  indeed. 

4  I  would  trust  in  thy  protection, 

Wholly  rest  upon  thine  arm  ; 
Follow  wholly  thy  direction, 
Thou,  mine  only  guard  from  harm  ! 

5  Keep  me  from  mine  own  undoing, 

Help  me  turn  to  thee  when  tried, 
Still  my  footsteps,  Father,  viewing, 
Keep  me  ever  at  thy  side  ! 

1105  Glory ing  in  the  Cross .  8.7. 
x  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  giory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  Sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 


2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'crtake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 
From  the  cross  the  radiance,  streaming, 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

1106  Jesus  07i  the  Cross.  8,  J. 

1  When  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding, 

For  my  sins,  upon  the  tree  ; 
Oh,  how  wondrous  ! — how  exceeding 
Great  his  love  appears  to  me  ! 

2  Floods  of  deep  distress  and  anguish, 

To  impede  his  labors,  came  j 

Yet  they  all  could  not  extinguish 

Love's  eternal,  burning  flame. 

3  Now  redemption  is  completed, 

Full  salvation  is  procured  ; 
Death  and  Satan  are  defeated, 
By  the  sufferings  he  endured. 

4  Now  the  gracious  Mediator 

Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss, 
Claims  for  me,  a  sinful  creature, 
Pardon,  righteousness,  and  peace  ! 

5  Sure  such  infinite  affection 

Lays  the  highest  claims  to  mine  ; 
All  my  powers,  without  exception, 
Should  in  fervent  praises  join. 

6  Jesus,  fit  me  for  thy  service  ; 

Form  me  for  thyself  alone  ; 
I  am  thy  most  costly  purchase, — 
Take  possession  of  thine  own. 

1107  Praise  /or  a  Saviour.  8,  7» 

1  Let  our  songs  of  praise  ascending, 

Rise  to  thee,  O  God  most  high  ; 
While  before  thee,  humbly  bending, 
Glory  to  thy  name  we  cry. 

2  Age  to  age  thy  glorv  beareth 

On  the  stream  ot  time  abroad  ; 
Race  to  rtce  thy  name  declarcth, 
Sou  of  Mary  !  Son  of  God  ! 


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j  Heaven  exults  and  earth  rejoices 

In  the  work  that  thou  hast  wrought ; 
Lord,  attune  our  trembling  voices, 
Let  us  praise  thee  as  we  ought. 

1108  Ancient  Communion  Song.       7>  6.  D. 
O  Bread,  to  pilgrims  given, 

O  Food  that  angels  eat, 
O  manna,  sent  from  heaven, 

For  heaven-born  natures  meet ! 
Give  us,  for  thee  long  pining, 

To  eat  till  richly  filled  ; 
#Till,  earth's  delig'hts  resigning, 

Our  every  wish  is  stilled. 
9  O  Water,  life-bestowing, 

From  out  the  Saviour  s  heart ! 
A  fountain  purely  flowing, 

A  fount  of  love  thou  art  ; 
Oh,  let  us,  freely  tasting, 

Our  burning  thirst  assuage  ! 
Chy  sweetness,  never  wasting, 

Avails  from  age  to  age. 
3  Jesus  !  this  feast  receiving, 

We  thee  unseen  adore  ; 
Thy  faithful  word  believing, 

We  take,  and  doubt  no  more  ; 
Give  us,  thou  true  and  loving  ! 

On  earth  to  live  in  fehee  ; 
Then,  death  the  vail  removing, 

Thy  glorious  face  to  see. 

1109  "Jesus  and  his  blood."  7,  6.  D. 
x  I  build  on  this  foundation, — 

That  Jesus  and  his  blood 
Alone  are  my  salvation, 

The  true  eternal  good. 
To  mine  his  Spirit  speaketh 

Sweet  words  of  soothing  power, 
How  God  to  him  that  seeketh 

For  rest,  hath  rest  in  store. 
2  My  merry  heart  is  springing, 

And  knows  not  how  to  pine  : 
'Tis  full  of  joy  and  singing, 

And  radiancy  divine. 
The  sun  whose  smiles  so  cheer  me 

Is  Jesus  Christ  alone  : 
To  have  him  always  near  me 

Is  heaven  itself  begun. 

1110  Hope  at  the  Cross.  7,  6.   D. 
i  When  human  hopes  all  wither, 

And  friends  no  aid  supply, 
Then  whither,  Lord,  ah  !  whither 

Can  turn  my  straining  eye  ? 
'Mid  storms  of  grief  still  rougher, 

'Midst  darker,  deadlier  shade, 
That  cross  where  thou  didst  suffer, 

On  Calvary  was  displayed. 


2  On  that  my  gaze  I  fasten, 

My  refuge  that  I  make  ; 
Though  sorely  thou  mayst  chasten, 

Thou  never  canst  forsake  : 
Thou,  on  that  cross  didst  languish, 

Ere  glory  crowned  thy  head  ! 
And  1,  through  death  and  anguish, 

Must  be  to  glory  led. 

1111  ''''Coyne  over,  and  help  us." 
i  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand,— 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ;  * 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone  ! 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high,— 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation,  oh,  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Till  o  er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign  ! 

1112  The  Day  of  Jubilee. 

1  How  beauteous,  on  the  mountains, 

The  feet  of  him  that  brings, 
Like  streams  from  living  fountains, 

Good  tidings  of  good  things  ; 
That  publisheth  salvation, 

And  jubilee  release, 
To  every  tribe  and  nation, 

God's  reign  of  joy  and  peace  ! 

2  Lift  up  thy  voice,  O  watchman  ! 

And  shout,  from  Zion's  towers, 
Thy  hallelujah  chorus, — 
'l  The  victory  is  ours  !  " 


7,  6.  D. 


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The  Lord  shall  build  up  Zion 

In  glory  and  renown, 
And  Jesus,  Judah's  lion, 

Shall  wear  his  rightful  crown. 

3  Break  forth  in  hymns  of  gladness  ; 

O  waste  Jerusalem  ! 
Let  songs,  instead  of  sadness, 

Thy  jubilee  proclaim  ; 
The  Lord,  in  strength  victorious, 

Upon  thy  foes  hath  trod  ; 
Behold,  O  earth  !  the  glorious 

Salvation  of  our  God  ! 

1113  The  Last  Song.  L.  M. 
x  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 

Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies— 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's ! 

2  Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee  ! 

And,  over  land  and  stream  and  main, 
Wave  thou  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign  ! 

3  Oh,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell, 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

1114  "Shall  comfort  Zion."  L.  M. 
i  Behold  the  expected  time  draw  near, 

The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear  ! 

Behold  the  wilderness  assume 

The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom  ! 

2  Events  with  prophecies  conspire, 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire  : 
The  ripening  fields,  already  white 
Present  a  harvest  to  the  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive,  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

4  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part  ; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring, 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

1115  Ch  risf  s  com  ing  to  reign .  L .  M . 
i  Jesus  !  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes, 

For  thine  expected  coming  waits  ; 
When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 

And  glory  beam  from  Zion's  gates' 

'^  Kv'n  now,  when  tempests  round  us  fall, 
And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 
Thy  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption's  nigh. 


3  Oh,  come  and  reign  o'er  every  land  ; 

Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, 
All  nations  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us,  in  watchfulness  and  prayer, 

To  wait  for  the  appointed  hour  ; 
And  fit  us,  by  thy  grace,  to  share 
The  triumphs  of  thy  conquering  power. 

1116  "To  thy  tents,  O  Israel  /  "         L.  M 
i  O  Israel  !  to  thy  tents  repair  : 

Why  thus  secure  on  hostile  ground  ? 
Thy  King  commands  thee  to  beware, 
For  many  foes  thy  camp  surround. 

2  A  nobler  lot  is  cast  for  thee, 

A  kingdom  waits  thee  in  the  skies  ; 
With  such  a  hope,  shall  Israel  fiee, 
Or  yield,  through  weariness,  the  prize? 

3  No  ;  let  a  careless  world  repose 

And  slumber  on  through  life's  short  day, 
While  Israel  to  the  conflict  goes. 
And  bears  the  glorious  prize  away. 

1117  Awake,  arm  of  the  Lord.         L.  M. 
i  Arm  of  the  Lord  !  awake,  awake  : 

Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake  ; 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy,  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
11  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  !  " 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ; 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  eSrery  clime,  of  every  name, 

Till  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  all. 


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Zions  Glory. 
i  Zion  !  awake,  thy  strength  renew, 
Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue  ; 
And  let  the  admiring  world  behold 
The  King's  fair  daughter  clothed  in  gold 

2  Church  of  our  God  !  arise  and  shine, 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine  ; 
Then  shall  thy  radiance  stream  alar, 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  arc. 

3  Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view, 
And  shall  admire  and  love  thee  too  ; — 

They  come,  like  clouds  across  the  sky, 
Aa  doves  that  to  their  windows  l!y. 


L.  M 


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J  119  Conversion  0/ the  World.         L.  M. 

1  Sovereign  of  worlds  !  display  thy  power  ; 
Re  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour  ; 

Hid  the  bright  morning  Star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, — 
On  Afric  s  shore,  on  India's  plains, 

On  wilds  and  continents  unknown,— 
And  make  the  nations  all  thine  own. 

3  Speak  !  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Speak  '  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night ; 

And  bid  ail  nations  hail  the  light. 


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Missionaries. 

1  Marked  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
This  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes, 
That  heathen  lands  the  Lord  shall  know, 
And  warm  with  faith  each  bosom  glow. 

2  E'vn  now  the  hallowed  scenes  appear  ; 
E'vn  now  unfolds  the  promised  year  ; 
Lo  !  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace, 
And  bear  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 

3  'Mid  burning  climes  and  frozen  plains, 
Where  pagan  darkness  brooding  reigns, 
Lord  !  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
And  nerve  their  arm,  and  clear  their  view. 

4  When,  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail, 
Hid  them  the  glorious  future  hail ; 
Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 

And  onward  urge  their  conquering  way. 

1121  "Go ye  into  all  the  world."         L.  M. 
t   Ye  Christian  heralds!  go,  proclaim 

Salvation  through  Emmanuel's  name  ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  there. 

a  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  flaming  zeal  your  breast  inspire, 
Hid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  hush  the  tempest  into  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  meet. to  part  no  more, — 
Meet  with  the  blood-bought  throng,  to  fall, 
And  crown  our  Jesus — Lord  of  all ! 

1122  Missionary  Convocation.  L.  M. 
x  Assembled  at  thy  great  command, 

Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand  ; 
The  voice  that  marshaled  every  star, 
Has  called  thy  people  from  alar 


2  We  meet,  through  distant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
Along  the  line,  to  either  pole. 

The  thunder  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist,  accept  our  praise, 
Our  hopes  revive,  our  courage  raise  ; 
Our  counsels  aid,  to  each  impart 

-    The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come, 
Recall  the  wandering  spirits  home  ; 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

1123  "Sun  of  righteousness."  L-   M. 

1  O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

With  gentle  beams  on  Zion  shine  ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  eyes, 
And  souls  awake  to  life  divine. 

2  On  all  around,  let  grace  descend, 

Like  heavenly  dew,  or  copious  showers  ; 
That  we  may  call  our  God  our  friend  ; 
That  we  may  hail  salvation  ours. 

1124  Home  Missions.  L.  M 

1  Look  from  thy  sphere  of  endless  day, 

O  God  of  mercy  and  of  might ' 

In  pity  look  on  those  who  stray, 

Benighted  in  this  land  of  light. 

2  In  peopled  vale,  in  lonely  glen, 

In  crowded  mart,  by  stream  or  sea, 
How  many  of  the  sons  of  men 
Hear  not  the  message  sent  from  thee  ! 

3  Send  forth  thy  heralds,  Lord,  to  call 

The  thoughtless  young,  the  hardened  old. 
A  scattered,  homeless  flock,  till  all 
He  gathered  to  thy  peaceful  fold. 

4  Send  them  thy  mighty  word  to  speak, 

Till  faith  shall  dawn,  and  doubt  depart, 
To  awe  the  bold,  to  stay  the  weak, 
And  bind  and  heal  the  broken  heart. 

5  Then  all  these  wastes,  a  dreary  scene, 

That  makes  us  sadden  as  we  gaze, 
Shall  grow  with  living  waters  green, 
And  lift  to  heaven  the  voice  of  praise. 

1125  *0  Light  of  Zion  I"  L.  M 

1  Though  now  the  nations  sit  beneath 
The  darkness  of  o'erspreading  death, 
God  will  arise  with  light  divine, 

On  Zion's  holy  towers  to  shine. 

2  That  light  shall  shine  on  distant  lands, 
And  wandering  tribes,  iii  joyriil  bands, 
Shall  come  thy  glory,  Lord,  to  sec, 
And  in  thy  courts  to  worship  thee. 


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3  O  light  of  Zion,  now  arise  ! 
Let  Lhe  glad  morning  bless  our  eyes  ! 
Ye  nations,  catch  the  kindling  ray, 
And  hail  the  splendor  of  the  day. 

1126  The  kingdom  coining.  L.  M. 

From  day  to  day,  before  our  eyes, 

Grows  and  extends  the  work  begun  ; 
When  shall  the  new  creation  rise 

O'er  every  land  beneath  the  sun  ? 

a  When,  in  the  sabbath  of  his  love, 
Shall  God  from  all  his  labors  rest ; 
And  bending  from  his  throne  above, 
Again  pronounce  his  creatures  blest  ? 

3  As  sang  the  morning  stars  of  old, 

Shouted  the  sons  of  God  for  joy  ; 
His  widening  reign  while  we  behold, 
Let  praise  and  prayer  our  tongues  employ  ; 

4  Till  the  redeemed  in  every  clime, 

Yea,  all  that  breathe,  and  move,  and  live, 
To  Christ,  through  every  age  of  time, 
The  kingdom,  power,  and  glory  give. 

1127  Prayer  for  a  Revival.  L.  M. 
i  Great  Lord  of  all  thy  churches  !  hear 

Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer  ; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  oh,  may  it  rise, 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

a  May  every  pastor,  from  above 
Be  new  inspired  with  zeal  and  love, 
To  watch  thy  flock,  thy  flock  to  feed, 
And  sow  with  care  the  precious  seed. 

3  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace  ; 
Heal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace  ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

4  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise, 
And  weeping,  sow  the  seed  of  praise  ; 
In  humble  hope,  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer. 

1128  "Ascend  thy  throne"  L.  M. 
i  Ascend  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 

And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 

Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face, 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

Oh,  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ! 

Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name  ; 
Be  thou  through  heaven  and  earth  adored. 


1129  The  gospel  herald.  8.7,4, 

1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands  : 

Mourning  captive  ! 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning  ; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  , 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past  • 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  tliee  ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last: 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

1130  Psalm  125:  2.  8,  7,  4 

1  Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine  ; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine  « 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine  ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove  ; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove  : 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee  ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight ; 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

1131  Sun  of  Righteousness.  8,   "J.  4 
1  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Cheered  by  no  celestial  ray, 
Sun  of  righteousness  !  arising, 

Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day  ; 

Send  the  gospel 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 


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a  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness,— 
Grant  them,  Lord  !  the  glorious  light : 
And,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel  ! 
Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 
Mav  thy  lasting,  wide  dominion 
Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviourl  all' the  world  around. 

1132  Revival  Implored.  8,7- 

i  Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation  ! 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  : 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again, 
a  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance. 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Once,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flourished  ; 

Every  part  looked  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished  : 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen. 

4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see  : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed  : 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent : 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayer  ; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snare. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

lloo  Home  Missionary  Hymn.  8,  J. 

i  Hark  !  the  sound  of  angel-voices, 
Over  Bethlehem's  star-lit  plain  ; 
Hark  !  the  heavenly  host  rejoices, 
Jesus  comes  on  earth  to  reign, 
a  See  celestial  radiance  beaming, 
Lighting  up  the  midnight  sky  ; 
'Tis  the  promised  day-star  gleaming, 
'Tis  the  day-spring  from  on  high. 

3  Westward,  all  along  the  ages, 

Trace  its  pathway  clear  and  bright  ; 
Star  of  hope  to  Eastern  sages, 
Radiant  now  with  gospel  light. 

4  Angels  from  the  realms  of  glory, 

Peace  on  earth  delight  to  sing  ; 

Christian,  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

Go  proclaim  the  Saviour  King  ! 


1134  Home  Missions.  8,  7 
i  Where  the  woodman's  axe  is  ringing, 

Where  the  hunter  roams  alone, 
Where  the  prairie-flowers  are  springing, 
Make  the  great  Redeemer  known. 

2  While,  from  California's  mountains, 

Pure  and  sweet  the  anthem  swells  ; 
Oregon's  dark  wilds  and  fountains 
Hail  the  sound  of  Sabbath-bells. 

3  Like  an  armed  host  with  banners, 

Terrible  in  war  array, 
Zion  comes  with  glad  hosannas, 
To  prepare  her  Monarch's  way. 

4  Unto  him  all  power  is  given, 

All  the  world  his  sway  shall  own, 
And  on  earth,  as  now  in  heaven, 
Shall  his  will  be  done  alone. 

1135  l  w  Th e  Lord  God  reigneth . "  7-  D 
i  Hark!  the  song  of  Jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  ! 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ! 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah!  hark,  the  sound, 

From  the  depths  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  ! 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed  his  sword,  he  speaks — 'tis  done  ! 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son  ! 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole. 

With  illimitable  sway  ; 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll 

Yonder  heavens  are  passed  away. 
Then  the  end  :  beneath  his  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all ! 


lloO  2  Thessalonians  2:  8. 

1  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come  ! 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 

Hear  the  Spirit  and  the  Bride  ; 

Come,  and  take  us  to  thy  side  : 

Thou,  who  hast  our  place  prepared, 

Make  us  meet  for  our  reward  ; 

Then,  with  all  thy  saints  descend  . 

Then,  our  earthly  trials  end. 


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2  Mindful  of  thy  chosen  race, 
Shorten  these  vindictive  days  ; 
Hear  us  now,  and  save  thine  own, 
Who  for  full  redemption  groan  ! 
Now  destroy  the  Man  of  Sin, 
Now  thine  ancient  flock  bring  in  ! 
Filled  with  righteousness  divine, 
Claim  a  ransomed  world  for  thine. 

3  Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here  ; 
Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear  : 
Speak  the  sacred  number  sealed, 
Speak  the  mystery  revealed  ; 
Take  to  thee  thy  royal  power  ; 
Reign  !  when  sin  shall  be  no  more  : 
Reign  !  when  death  no  more  shall  be  ; 
Reign  to  all  eternity  ! 

1137  "Tell  us  of  the  night."  7-  D. 

i  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are  : — 
Traveler  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! — 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell  ? — 
Traveler  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel : — 

2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ; — 
Traveler  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends  ; — 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? — 
Traveler  !  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth  ! — 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn  ; — 
Traveler  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn  ; — 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home  ! — 
Traveler  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God,  is  come  ! 


1138 


Home  Missions. 


7.  D. 


i  Soldiers  of  the  cross  !  arise  ; 

Gird  you  with  your  armor  bright ; 
Mighty  are  your  enemies, 

1  lard  the  battle  ye  must  fight ; 
O'er  a  faithless  fallen  world, 

Raise  your  banner  in  the  sky, 
Let  it  float  there,  wide  unfurled, 

Bear  it  onward,  lilt  it  high. 

a  'Mid  the  homes  of  want  and  woe, 
Strangers  to  the  living  word, 
L-t  the  Saviour's  herald  go, 

Let  the  voice  ol  hope  be  heaid  ; 


To  the  weary  and  the  worn, 
Tell  of  realms  where  sorrows  cease  ; 

To  the  outcast  and  forlorn, 
Speak  of  mercy,  grace,  and  peace. 

3  Guard  the  helpless,  seek  the  strayed, 

Comfort  troubles,  banish  grief; 
With  the  Spirit's  sword  arrayed, 

Scatter  sin  and  unbelief; 
Be  the  banner  still  unfurled, 

Bear  it  bravely  still  abroad, 
Till  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord. 

1139  The  morning  light.  7,  6.  D. 
i  The  morning  light  is  breaking  ; 

The  darkness  disappears  ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears  ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above  ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour  s  blessing, — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation  ! 

Pursue  thine  onward  way  ; 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 
Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  : 

Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly- 
Triumphant  reach  their  home : 

Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 
Proclaim — kl  The  Lord  is  come  !  " 

1140  Departtcre  of  Missionaries.     7»  6-  D 
i  Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean  ; 

And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below. 
Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore  ; 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness, 

And  death's  black  shade  no  more. 

2  O  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Protect  them  from  all  harm  ! 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  be  with  them, 

Wherever  thev  may  be  : 
Though  tar  from  us,  who  love  them, 

Still  let  them  be  with  thee. 


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1141  The  Gospel  Banner.  7,  6.  D- 

1  Now  be  the  gospel  banner, 

In  every  land  unfurled  ; 
And  be  the  shout,— kk  Hosanr_.a  !  " 

Re-echoed  through  die  world  ; 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

t  Yes, — thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 

1142  Home  Missions.  7,  6.  D. 
\  Our  country's  voice  is  pleading, 

Ye  men  of  God,  arise  ! 
His  providence  is  leading, 

The  land  before  you  lies  ; 
Day-gleams  are  o'er  it  brightening, 

And  promise  clothes  the  soil  ; 
Wide  fields  for  harvest  whitening, 

Invite  the  reaper's  toil. 

2  Go  where  the  waves  are  breaking 

On  California's  shore, 
Christ's  precious  gospel  taking, 

More  rich  than  golden  ore  ; 
On  Alleghany's  mountains, 

Through  all  the  western  vale, 
Beside  Missouri's  fountains, 

Rehearse  the  wondrous  tale. 

3  The  love  of  Christ  unfolding, 

Speed  on  from  east  to  west, 
Till  all,  his  cross  beholding, 

In  him  are  fully  blest. 
Great  Author  of  salvation, 

Haste,  haste  the  glorious  day, 
When  we,  a  ransomed  nation, 

Thy  sceptre  shall  obey. 

1143  Idols  rejected. — Isa.  2:  20.       7>  6.  D. 

1  And  is  the  time  approaching, 

By  prophets  long  foretold, 
When  all  shall  dwell  together, 

One  shepherd  and  one  fold  ? 
Shall  every  idol  perish, 

To  moles  and  bats  be  thrown, 
And  every  prayer  be  offered 

To  God  in  Christ  alone  ? 

2  Shall  Jew  and  Gentile,  meeting 

From  many  a  distant  shore, 
Around  one  altar  kneeling, 
One  common  Lord  adore  ? 


Shall  all  that  now  divides  us 

Remove  and  pass  away, 
Like  shadows  of  the  morning 

Before  the  blaze  of  day  ? 

3  Shall  all  that  now  unites  us 

More  sweet  and  lasting  prove, 
A  closer  bond  of  union. 

In  a  blest  land  of  love  ? 
Shall  war  be  learned  no  longer, 

Snail  strife  and  tumult  cease, 
All  earth  his  blessed  kingdom, 

The  Lord  and  Prince  of  Peace  ? 

4  O  long-expected  dawning, 

Come  with  thy  cheering  ray  ! 
When  shall  the  morning  brighten, 

The  shadows  flee  away  ? 
O  sweet  anticipation  ! 

It  cheers  the  watchers  on, 
To  pray,  and  hope,  and  labor, 

Till  the  dark  night  be  gone. 

1144         "The  Laborers  are  few."       S,  7.   D, 

1  Hark!  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling,— 

Who  will  go  and  work  to-day  ? 
Fields  are  white,  the  harvest  waiting. 

Who  will  bear  the  sheaves  away  ? 
Loud  and  long  the  Master  calleth, 

Rich  reward  he  offers  free  ; 
Who  will  answer,  gladly  saying, 

ki  Here  am  I,  O  Lord,  send  me." 

2  If  you  cannot  cross  the  ocean 

And  the  heathen  lands  explore, 
You  can  find  the  heathen  nearer, 

You  can  help  them  at  your  door ; 
If  you  cannot  speak  like  angels, 

ff  you  cannot  preach  like  Paul, 
You  can  tell  the  love  of  Jesus, 

You  can  say  he  died  for  all. 

3  While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying, 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you, 
Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 

kk  There  is  nothing  I  can  do  !  " 
Gladly  take  the  task  he  gives  you, 

Let  his  work  your  pleasure  be  ; 
Answer  quickly  when  he  calleth, 

M  Here  am  I,  O  Lord,  send  me." 

1145"  What  thy  hand  findeth  to  do."   S,  7   D 
1  If  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 
Sail  among  the  swiftest  fleet, 
Rocking  on'the  highest  billows. 

Laughing  at  the  storms  you  meet, 
You  can  stand  among  the  sailors, 

Anchored  yet  within  the  bay, 
You  can  lend  a  hand  to  help  them, 
As  they  launch  their  boat  away. 


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a  If  you  are  too  weak  to  journey 

Up  the  mountain,  steep  and  high, 
You  can  stand  within  the  valley, 

While  the  multitude  go  by  ; 
Von  can  chant  in  happy  measure, 

As  they  slowly  pass  along  ; 
Though  they  may  forget  the  singer, 

They  will  not  forget  the  song. 

3  If  you  have  not  gold  and  silver 

Ever  ready  to  command  ; 
If  you  cannot  toward  the  needy 

Reach  an  ever  open  hand, 
You  can  visit  the  afflicted, 

O'er  the  erring  you  can  weep  ; 
You  can  be  a  true  disciple 

Sitting  at  the  Saviour  s  feet. 

4  If  you  cannot  in  the  harvest 

Garner  up  the  richest  sheaf, 
Many  a  grain  both  ripe  and  golden 

Will  the  careless  reapers  leave  ; 
Go  and  glean  among  the  briers, 

Growing  rank  against  the  wall, 
For  it  may  be  that  the  shadow 

Hides  the  heaviest  wheat  of  all. 

1146  "We  are -watching."  P.  M. 

1  We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting, 

For  the  bright  prophetic  day  : 
When  the  shadows,  wear}'  shadows, 

From  the  world  shall  roll  away. 
Cho. — We  are  waiting  for  the  morning, 

When  the  beauteous  day  is  dawning  ; 
We  are  waiting  for  the  morning, 
For  the  golden  spires  of  day. 
Lo!  he  comes  !  see  the  King  draw  near; 
Zion,  shout !  the  Lord  is  here. 

2  We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting, 

For  the  star  that  brings  the  day  : 
When  the  night  of  sin  shall  vanish, 
And  the  shadows  melt  away. — Cho. 

3  We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting, 

For  the  beauteous  King  of  day  : 
For  the  Chiefest  of  ten-thousand, 
For  the  Light,  the  Truth,  the  Way.— Cho. 

1147  The  Baptism  of  the  Spirit.     8,  7.  D. 
1  Hail!  thou  God  of  grace  and  glory  ! 

Who  thy  name  hast  magnified, 
By  redemption's  wondrous  story, 

By  the  Saviour  crucified  ; 
Thanks  to  thee  for  every  blessing, 

Flowing  from  the  Fount  of  love  ; 
Thanks  lor  present  rood  unceasing, 

And  for  hopes  oi  bliss  above. 


2  Hear  us,  as  thus  bending  lowly, 

Near  thy  bright  and  burning  throne  ; 
We  invoke  thee,  God  most  holy  ! 

Through  thy  well-beloved  Son  ; 
Send  the  baptism  of  thy  Spirit, 

Shed  the  pentecostal  fire  ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit, 

Waken,  crown  each  good  desire. 

3  Bind  thy  people,  Lord  !  in  union, 

With  the  sevenfold  cord  of  love  ; 
Breathe  a  spirit  of  communion 

With  the  glorious  hosts  above  ; 
Let  thy  work  be  seen  progressing  ; 

Bow  each  heart,  and  bend  each  knee  , 
Till  the  world,  thy  truth  possessing, 

Celebrates  its  jubilee. 

1148  "The  true  Lights  8,  7.  D. 

1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  ! 
Rise  on  us,  thy  love  revealing, 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath  : 
Thou  of  heaven  and  earth  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise, — 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing  ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart : 
Come  and  manifest  thy  favor 

To  the  ransomed,  helpless  race  ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Saviour  « 

Come,  and  bring  the  gospel  grace. 

3  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compassion, 

O  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
Every  weary,  wandering  spirit, 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 


1149  God's  Prom  ise. 

1  Zion,  dreary  and  in  anguish, 

'Mid  the  desert  hast  thou  strayed 
Oh,  thou  weary,  cease  to  languish  ; 

Jesus  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 
Still  lamenting  and  bemoaning, 

'Mid  thy  follies  and  thy  woes  ! 
Soon  repenting  and  returning, 

All  thy  solitude  shall  close. 

2  Though  benighted  and  forsaken. 

Though  afflicted  and  distressed  ; 
His  almighty  arm  shall  waken  ; 
Zion's  King  shall  give  thee  rest. 


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Cease  thy  sadness,  unbelieving  ; 

Soon  his  glory  shalt  thou  see  ! 
Joy  and  gladness,  and  thanksgiving, 

And  the  voice  of  melody  ! 

1150  "Come  quickly."  8,  J.    D. 
1  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art  ; 
Dear  Desire  of  every  nation, 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

a  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver  • 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King  ! 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  precious  kingdom  bring  : 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

1151  "Glorious  things."  8,  7.  D. 
x  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

3  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love. 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst       assuage  ? — 
Grace,  which,  like  the  L^rd,  the  Giver. 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near  ! 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

1152  The  Covenant.  8,  7.  D. 
1  Hkar  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken  : 

O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 

Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  ; 


Scenes  of  heart-felt  tribulation 
Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 

You  shall  name  your  walls  kk  Salvation." 
And  your  gates  shall  all  be  <k  Praise." 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden. 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow. 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign  ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see, 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  Glory, 

God  your  everlasting  Light. 

1153  "Come,  Lord  Jesus."  S.   M. 

1  Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not  ! 

Bring  the  long-looked-for  day  ; 
Oh,  why  these  years  of  waiting  here, 
These  ages  of  delay  ? 

2  Come,  for  thy  saints  still  wait ; 

Daily  ascends  their  sigh  ; 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come  ! 
Dost  thou  not  hear  the  cry  ? 

3  Come,  for  creation  groans, 

Impatient  of  thy  stay, 
Worn  out  with  these  long  years  of  ill, 
These  ages  of  delay. 

4  Come,  and  make  all  things  new, 

Build  up  this  ruined  earth, 
Restore  our  faded  paradise, — 
Creation's  second  birth. 

5  Come  and  begin  thy  reign 

Of  everlasting  peace  ; 
Come,  take  the  kingdom  to  thyself, 
Great  King  of  Righteousness  ! 

1154  Declension.  S.  M 

1  Oh,  for  the  happy  hour 

When  God  will  hear  our  cry, 
And  send,  with  a  reviving  powei , 
His  Spirit  from  on  high. 

2  We  meet,  we  sing,  we  pray, 

We  listen  to  the  word, 
In  vain  ; — we  see  no  cheering  ray, 
No  cheering  voice  is  heard. 

3  While  many  crowd  thy  house, 

How  few,  around  thy  board, 
Meet  to  recount  their  solemn  vows, 
And  bless  thee  as  their  Lord  ! 


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4  Thou,  thou  alone  canst  give 

Thy  gospel  sure  success  ; 
Canst  bid  the  dying  sinner  live 
Anew  in  holiness. 

5  Come,  then,  with  power  divine, 

Spirit  of  life  and  love  ! 
Then  shall  this  people  all  be  thine, 
~This  church  like  that  above. 

1155  M  Revive  thy  work."  S.  M. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  work  revive, 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  make  her  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  Awake  thy  chosen  few 

To  fervent,  earnest  prayer  ; 
Again  may  they  their  vows  renew, 
Thy  blessed  presence  share. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  feeble  clay, 
And  hearts  of  adamant  will  "break, 
And  rebels  will  obey. 

4  Lord,  lend  thy  gracious  ear  ; 

Oh,  listen  to  our  cry  ; 
Oh,  come  and  bring  salvation  here  : 
Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

1156  Ph U ipp ians  2:  10,  11.  S.  M. 

1  O  thou  whom  we  adore  ! 

To  bless  our  earth  again, 
Assume  thine  own  almighty  power, 
And  o'er  the  nations  reign. 

2  The  world's  Desire  and  Hope, 

All  power  to  thee  is  given  ; 
Now  set  the  last  great  empire  up, 
Eternal  Lord  of  heaven  ! 

3  A  gracious  Saviour,  thou 

Wilt  all  thy  creatures  bless  • 
And  every  knee  to  thee  shall  bow. 
And  every  tongue  confess. 

4  According  to  thy  word, 

Now  be  thy  grace  revealed  ; 
And  with  the  knowledge  of  the  Lord, 
Let  all  the  earth  be  filled. 

1157  "  The  Lord  shall  arise."  S.  M. 
x  O  Lord  our  God  !  arise  • 

The  cause  of  truth  maintain  ; 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 

Extend  her  blessed  reign. 
s  Thou  Prince  of  life  !  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 

And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 


3  Thou  Holy  Ghost !  arise, 

Extend  thy  healing  wing. 
And,  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world, 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  All  on  the  earth  !  arise, 

To  God  the  Saviour  sing  ; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring. 


1158 


S.  M. 


S.  M. 


Psalm  117. 

1  Thy  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word  ; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light,  and  evening  shade, 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

1159  il  Thy  kingdom  come  I  ' 

1  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 

Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love  ! 
Shed  peace,  and  hope,  and  joy  abroad, 
And  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Over  our  spirits  first 

Extend  thy  healing  reign  ; 
There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst, 
That  never  pains  again. 

3  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  ! 

And  make  the  broad  earth  thine  ; 
Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 
That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 

4  Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 

With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree  ; 
And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest, 
Sons  of  one  family. 

1160  The  Promise.— Isa.  51:  3.        II,  IO. 

1  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morn- 

ing ! 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ! 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourn- 
ing ; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold  ; 

Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning; 

Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo  !  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along  ; 
Loud    from    the    mountain-tops   echoes    are 
ringing, 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and  mingle  in  song. 


PROGRESS  AND  MISSIONS. 


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4  See,  from  all  lands  — from  the  isles  of  the 
ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion, 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

1161  M Days  of thy  mourning"         H,  10. 
i  Wake  thee,  O  Zion,  thy  mourning  is  ended, 

God,  thine   own   God,  hath  regarded   thy 
prayer : 
Wake  thee,  and  hail  him,  in  glory  descended, 
Thy   darkness  to    scatter,   thy    wastes    to 
repair. 

a  Wake  thee,  O  Zion,  his  Spirit  of  power 
To  newness  of  life  is  awaking  the  dead  ; 
Array  thee  in  beauty,  and  greet  the  glad  hour 
That  brings  thee  salvation  through  Jesus 
who  bled. 

3  Saviour  !  we  gladly  with  voices  resounding, 
Loud   as   the   thunder,   our  chorus   would 
swell  ; 
Till  from  rock,  wood,  and  mountain  its  echoes 
rebounding, 
To  all  the   wide  world  of  salvation   shall 
tell! 

1162  Isaiah  42:  10-13.  II,  IO. 

1  Isles  of  the  South  !  your  redemption  is  near- 

ingj 
Lift,  with  the  waves,  the  glad  song  of  the 

free  ! 
Hethat  was  promised,  in  triumph  appearing, 
Now  wields  his  sway  o'er  the  land  and  the 

sea. 

2  Loud   from  the   tops  of  the  mountains  sing 

praises  ; 
Valleys  shall  ring  with  the  echoing  strain  ; 
Mighty  in  war,  he  the  standard  upraises, 
Glorious  in  peace,  he  advances  to  reign  ! 

1163  A  Revival.  7- 

1  Fount  of  everlasting  love  ! 

Rich  thy  streams  of  mercy  are, 
Flowing  purely  from  above  ; 
Beauty  marks  their  course  afar. 

2  Lo  !  thy  church,  athirst  and  faint, 

Drinks  the  full,  refreshing  tide  ; 
Thou  hast  heard  her  sad  complaint, 
Floods  of  grace  are  sweeping  wide  ! 

3  God  of  mercy  !  to  thy  throne 

Now  our  fervent  thanks  we  bring  ; 
Thine  the  glory,  thine  alone. 
Joyous  praise  to  thee  we  sing. 


4  While  we  lift  our  grateful  song, 
Let  the  Spirit  still  descend  ; 
Roll  the  tide  of  grace  along, 
Widening,  deepening,  to  the  end  ! 

1164  Gospel  Increase.  7-  D. 

1  See  !  how  great  a  flame  aspires, 

Kindled  by  a  spark  of  grace  ! 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  fires, — 

Sets  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze  ; 
Fire  to  bring  on  earth  he  came  ; 

Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is  ; 
Oh,  that  all  might  catch  the  flame, 

All  partake  the  glorious  bliss  ! 

2  When  he  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day  : 
Now  the  word  doth  swiftly  run  ; 

Now  it  wins  its  widening  way  : 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail  ; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  o'erthrows,— 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

3  Sons  of  God  !  your  Saviour  praise  ; 

He  the  door  hath  opened  wide  ; 
He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace  ; 

Jesus'  word  is  glorified  ; 
Jesus,  mighty  to  redeem— 

He  alone  the  work  hath  wrought  ; 
Worthy  is  the  work  of  him, — 

Him  who  spake  a  word  from  naught. 

1165  The  World's  Conversion.  7 

1  Hasten,  Lord  !  the  glorious  time 

When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel's  call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore  ; 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease, 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain  ; 
Righteousness  and  joy  and  peace 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord  j 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name  ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record  ; 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

1166  "Triumphant  Zion/"  L.  M 

1  Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead  ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  lei 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 


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2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  various  charms  be  known  : 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess, 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread  ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God,  from  on  high,  thy  groans  will  hear  ; 
His  hand  thy  ruin  shall  repair* 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

1167      ik  Thine  oiun  Messiah  reigns."     L.  M. 
i  Why  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 

Israel !  still  sleeps  thy  tuneful  string  ? — 
Still  mute  remains  thy  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion's  song  denies  to  sing  ? 

2  Awake  !  thy  sweetest  raptures  raise  ; 

Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains : 
Thy  promised  King  his  sceptre  sways  : 
Jesus,  thine  own  Messiah,  reigns  ! 

3  No  taunting  foes  the  song  require  ; 

No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain  ; 
Hut  friends  provoke  the  silent  lyre, 
And  brethren  ask  the  holy  strain. 

4  Nor  fear  thy  Salem's  hills  to  wrong, 

If  other  lands  thy  triumph  share  : 
A  heavenly  city  claims  thy  song  ; 
A  brighter  Salem  rises  there. 

5  By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam  • 

Nor,  weeping,  think  of  Jordan's  flood  : 
In  every  clime  behold  a  home. 
In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 

6  Then  why,  on  bending  willows  hung, 

Israel,  still  sleeps  the  tuneful  string? 
Why  mute  remains  the  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion's  song  delays  to  sing? 


1168 


L.  M. 


God 's  ancient  people. 

i  Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed, 

Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallowed  ground, 

Oh,  why  should  Israel's  sons,  once  blessed, 

Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around? 

2  Lord  !  visit  thy  forsaken  race. 

Hack  to  thy  fold  the  wanderers  bring  ; 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
And  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  The  vail  of  darkness  rend  in  twain 

Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light, 
The  severed  olive  branch  again 
Finn  to  its  parent  stock  uuite. 


4  Hail,  glorious  day,  expected  long, 

When  Jew  and  Greek  one  prayer  shall  pour 
With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng, 
With  grateful  praise  one  God  adore. 

1169  •  •  /  would  not  live  alivay . "  II 
i  I  would  not  live  alway  :  I  ask  not  to  stay 

Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  th 

way  • 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its 

cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin — 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  : 
Ev'n  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with 

fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent 
tears. 

3  I  would   not  live   alway ;   no,   welcome   the 

tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom  ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where   the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and   brethren  transported  to 

greet ; 
While   the   anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

soul. 

1170  A  Christian's  Death.  12,11. 
i  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  but  we  will  not 

deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass 

the  tomb. 
The  Saviour  hath  passed  through  its  portals 

before  thee, 
And    the    lamp  of   his  love  is  thy  guide 

through  the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave!    we  no  longer 
behold  thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by 
thy  side  ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  en- 
fold thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  for  the  Sinless  hath 
died. 


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3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  and,  its  mansion 

forsaking, 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  lingered 
long  ; 
But  the  sunshine  of  glory  beamed  bright  on 
thy  waking, 
And  the   sound   thou   didst  hear    was  the 
seraphim's  song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !   but  we  will  not 

deplore  thee, 

Since  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian, 
and  guide : 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  re- 
store thee  ; 

And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour 
hath  died. 

1171  ' » His  beloved  deep. "  L.  M. 

1  Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
We  still  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soiil  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
F'y  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there  ! 

1172  il He  shall  enter  into  peace ."  L.  M. 
1  Gently,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down, 

To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death  ; 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 

Ev'n  till  my  last,  expiring  breath, 
a  Soon  will  the  storm  of  life  be  o'er, 

And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest ; 
There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  more, 

And  bless  thy  name,  for  ever  blest. 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within  ; 

Let  child-like  patience  keep  my  heart ; 
Then  shall  I  feel  my  heaven  begin, 
Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

4  Oh,  speed  thy  chariot,  God  of  love  ! 

And  take  me  from  this  world  of  woe  ; 
I  long  to  reach  those  jovs  above, 
And  bid  farewell  to  all  below. 

5  There  shall  my  raptured  spirit  raise 

Still  louder  notes  than  angels  sing, — 
High  glories  to  Immanuel's  grace, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King  ! 


1173  Death  0/ the  Righteous.  L.   M 

1  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies, — 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest  ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast  ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer-cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er  ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, — 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears  ! 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell  ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world  !  farewell  ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, — 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  !  " 

1174  "Asleep  in  Jesus."  L.  M, 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet  ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  hath  lost  its  venomed  sting ! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest  ; 
No  fear— no  woe,  shall  dim  the  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  : 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie. 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  : 

But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep 

F  rom  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep. 

117  5  A  dying  believer.  L.  M, 

1  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come  ; 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  ; 
At  last,  O  Lord  !  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust ; 
I  bow  before  thee  in  the  dust  ; 

And  through  my  Saviour  's  blood  alone 
I  look  for  mercy  at  thy  throne. 


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3  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  held  so  dear  ; 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord  !  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  Friend. 

4  I  come,  I  come,  at  thy  command  ; 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

5  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come  ; 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  ; 
Now,  O  my  God  !  let  trouble  cease  ; 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

1176  Death  of  an  Infant.  L.  M. 
i  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower- 
Frail  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ! 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Spirit  of  grace  !  be  ever  nigh, 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Thy  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  thy  kind  control  ; 
While  we  peruse  the  sacred  page, 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage. 

4  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

1177  "We  are  confident ."  CM. 
i  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  scattered  all  the  gloom. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  be  blessed, 

And  softened  every  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying  Head  ! 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  wav  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  we,  too,  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 


6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 
Awake  !  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saints  !  ascend  the  skies. 

1178  "To  die  is  gain."  C  M 
i  Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow, 

When  God  recalls  his  own  ; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  ev'n  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ! 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest : 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow,— 

God  has  recalled  his  own  ; 
And  let  our  hearts  in  every  woe, 
Still  say,— "  Thy  will  be  done  !  " 

1179  >53:i7-2o.  CM 
i  How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave  ! 

Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
The  appointed  house,  by  heaven's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease  ; 

Their  passions  rage  no  more  ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  There  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose  • 
And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  mix 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

4  All,  leveled  by  the  hand  of  death, 

Lie  sleeping'  in  the  tomb, 
Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 

1 180  »*  Where  is  thy  sting?  "  C.  M  . 
i  Oh,  for  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  hours  ; 
To  triumph  o  er  approaching  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers  ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  Lips  should  sing, — 
w  Wnere  is  thy  boasted  victory,  grave  ; 
And  where,  O  death,  thy  sting  ?  " 

3  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid  ■ — 
Who  makes  us  conquerors,  while  we  die. 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head  ! 


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1181  »/  shall  go  to  him ."  CM. 
x  Thro'  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  followers  of  our  suffering  Lord, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

«  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more. 
And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  earth  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  buried  or  extinct, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  : 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  use 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

5  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angei  rise  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

6  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long-silent  voice  awake 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

1182  Resurrection  sure.  C.  M. 

1  When  downward  to  the  darksome  tomb 

I  thoughtful  turn  my  eyes, 
Frail  nature  trembles  at  the  gloom, 
And  anxious  fears  arise. 

2  Why  shrinks  my  soul  ? — in  death's  embrace 

Once  Jesus  captive  slept : 
Anil  angels,  hovering  o'er  the  place, 
His  lowly  pillow  kept. 

3  Thus  shall  they  guard  my  sleeping  dust, 

And,  as  the  Saviour  rose, 
The  grave  again  shall  yield  her  trust, 
And  end  my  deep  repose. 

4  My  Lord,  before  to  glory  gone, 

Shall  bid  me  come  away  ; 
And  calm  and  bright  shall  break  the  dawn 
Of  heaven's  eternal  day. 

5  Then  let  my  faith  each  fear  dispel, 

And  gild  with  light  the  grave  ; 

To  him  my  loftiest  praises  swell, 

Who  died  from  death  to  save. 


lloo  M For  ever ." 

1  M  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !  " 
So,  Jesus  !  iet  it  be  ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word  ; 
'Tis  immortality. 


S.  M. 


2  Here,  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  thee  1  roam  : 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul  !  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 

4  "  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !  " 

Father,  if 'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  thy  gracious  word 
Ev  n  here  to  me  fulfill. 

5  So,  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

6  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 

And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

ifc  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !  " 

1184  "The  death  0/ 'the  righteous ."      S.  M. 

1  Oh,  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 
Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long  succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give. 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 

1185  "  Your  fathers,  where  are  they  fn  S.  M. 

1  How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 

That  bears  us  to  the  sea  ! 
The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity  ! 

2  Our  tathers,  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own  ? 
Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor  gone  1 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend  ! 

While  we,  as  00  life's  ui: 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 


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4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 


1186 


''Nearer." 


S.  M. 


One  sweetly  solemn  thought 

Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o  er, — 
Nearer  my  home,  to-day,  am  I 

Then  e'er  I've  been  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  many  mansions  be  ; 
Nearer  to-day  the  great  white  throne  ; 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  burdens  are  laid  down  ; 
Nearer  to  leave  the  heavy  cross  j 
Nearer  to  gain  the  crown. 

4  Rut,  lying  dark  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 
There  rolls  the  deep  and  unknown  stream 
That  leads  at  last  to  light. 

3  Ev'n  now,  perchance,  my  feet 
Are  slipping  on  the  brink, 
And  I,  to-day,  am  nearer  home, — 
Nearer  than  now  I  think. 

6  Father,  perfect  my  trust ! 

Strengthen  my  power  of  faith  ! 
Nor  let  me  stand,  at  last,  alone 
Upon  the  shore  of  death. 

1187  "I  will  wait."  S.  M. 
i  A  few  more  years  shall  roll, 

A  few  more  seasons  come  . 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb  ; — 

a  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 
On  this  wild  rocky  shore  ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more  : — 

3  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more  :— 

4  Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day  ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away  ! 

1188  The  Long  Repose.  S.  M. 
i  Rkst  for  the  toiling  hand, 

Rest  for  the  anxious  brow, 
Rest  for  the  wearv  way-worn  feet, 
Rest  from  all  labor  now  ! 


a  Soon  shall  the  trump  of  God 
Give  out  the  welcome  sound, 
That  shakes  the  silent  chamber-walls, 
And  breaks  the  turf-sealed  ground. 

3  YTe  dwellers  in  the  dust. 

Awake  !  come  forth  and  sing  ! 
Sharp  has  your  frost  of  winter  been, 
But  bright  shall  be  your  spring. 

4  'Twas  sown  in  darkness  here, 

'Twill  then  be  raised  in  power ; 
That  which  was  sown  an  earthly  seed 
Shall  rise  a  heavenly  flower. 

1189  "Where  is  thy  victory?"  S.   N3 
i  It  is  not  death  to  die — 

To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain, — to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise  on  strong  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life  ! 

Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

1190  Death  of  a  Minister.  S.  M. 
i  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy  ! 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came  ; 

He  started  up  to  near  • 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  ; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  His  spirit  with  a  bound 

Left  its  encumbering  clay  : 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

4  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ  ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 


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1191  "A  place  for  you."  S.  M. 

1  I  have  a  home  above, 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free  ; 
A  mansion  which  eternal  love 
Designed  and  formed  for  me. 

2  Mv  Father's  gracious  hand 

Has  built  this  sweet  abode  ; 
From  everlasting  it  was  planned — 
My  dwelling-place  with.  God. 

3  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure  ; 
He  passed  thro'  death's  dark  raging  flood 
To  make  my  rest  secure. 

4  The  Comforter  is  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given  ; 

He  leads  me  onward  to  the  home 

Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 

5  Loved  ones  are  gone  before, 

Whose  pilgrim  days  are  done  ; 
I  soon  shall  greet  them  on  that  shore 
Where  partings  are  unknown. 

1192  "A  restr—Heb.  4:9.  S.   M. 

1  And  is  there.  Lord,  a  rest 

For  weary  souls  designed, 
Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  ? 

2  Is  there  a  blissful  home, 

Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet, 
And  live,  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 
From  that  serene  retreat  ? 

3  For  ever  blessed  they, 

Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 
While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land  ! 

4  My  soul  would  thither  tend, 

While  toilsome  years  are  given  ; 
Then  let  me,  gracious  God,  ascend 
To  sweet  repose  in  heaven  ! 


1193 


"How  long,  O  Lord  1" 

1  The  church  has  waited  long 

Her  absent  Lord  to  see  ; 
And  still  in  loneliness  she  waits, 
A  friendless  stranger  she. 

2  How  long,  O  Lord  our  God, 

Holy  and  true  and  good, 
Wilt  thou  not  judge  thy  suffering  church 
Her  sighs  and  tears  and  blood? 
j  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Has  lived  and  loved  and  died  ; 
And  as  they  left  us  one  by  one, 
We  laid  them  side  by  side. 


S.  M. 


4  We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  in  hope  forlorn  ; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there, 
Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 

5  We  long  to  hear  thy  voice, 

To  see  thee  face  to  face, 
To  share  thy  crown  and  glory  then, 
As  now  we  share  thy  grace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  and  wipe  away 

The  curse,  the  sin,  the  stain, 
And  make  this  blighted  world  of  our3 
Thine  own  fair  world  again. 

1194  The  Pious  Dead.  S.  M. 

1  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 

Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live, 
Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 

Accept  our  thankful  cry. 
Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward. 
And  yearned  for  him  to  die. 

3  They  all,  in  life  and  death, 

W'ith  him,  their  Lord,  in  view, 
Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spirit's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

4  For  this  thy  name  we  bless, 

And  humbly  pray  that  we 

May  follow  them  in  holiness, 

And  live  and  die  in  thee. 

1195  "Precious  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord"  C.  M 

1  Behold  the  western  evening  light ! 

It  melts  in  deepening  gloom  : 
So  calmly  Christians  sink  away, 
Descending  to  the  tomb. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low,  the  withering  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  : 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful  on  all  the  hills 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'Tis  like  the  peace  the  Christian  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast ! 
'Tis  like  the  memory  left  behind 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  now  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  rising  star  appears  : 
So  faith  springs  in  the  heart  of  those 
Whose  eyes  arc  bathed  in  tears. 


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6  But  soon  the  morning's  happier  light 
Its  glory  shall  restore, 
And  eyelids  that  are  sealed  in  death 
Shall  wake  to  close  no  more. 

1196  M Number  otir  days. V  C  M. 
i  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 

Above  us  is  the  heaven  ! 
a  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  every  flower  ; 
Each  season  hath  its  own  disease, 

Its  peril  every  hour  ! 
3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay  ; 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 

On  manhood's  middle  day. 
\  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 

And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

5  Then,  mortal,  turn  !  thy  danger  know  ; 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead  ! 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn  !  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given  : 
The  dead,  who  underneath  thee  lie, 
Shall  live  for  hell  or  heaven  ! 

1197  Christian  Outlook.  7>  6.  U. 
i  Rjse,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place  ; 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul  !  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 
So  a  soul,  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims  !  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  ! 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

I  lappy  entrance  \n  ill  be  given  ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


1198  "Our  earthly  house."  7,  t>.  D. 
i  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above. 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

1199  "Ye  shall  live  also:'  P.  M 
i  Jesus  lives  !  no  longer  now 

Can  thy  terrors,  Death,  appall  me ; 
Jesus  lives  !  and  well  I  know. 

From  the  dead  he  will  recall  me  ; 
Better  life  will  then  commence, 
This  shall  be  my  confidence. 

2  Jesus  lives  !  to  him  the  throne 

Over  all  the  world  is  given  ; 
I  shall  go  where  he  is  gone, 

Live  and  reign  with  him  in  heaven  . 
God  is  pledged  ;  weak  doubtings,  hence  ! 
This  shall  be  my  confidence  ! 

3  Jesus  lives  !  I  know  full  well, 

Naught  from  him  my  heart  can  sever  ! 
Life  nor  death,  nor  powers  of  hell, 

Joy  nor  grief,  henceforth,  for  ever  : 
God  will  power  and  grace  dispense, 
This  shall  be  my  confidence. 

4  Jesus  lives  !  henceforth  is  death 

Entrance  into  life  immortal  ; 
Calmly  I  can  yield  my  breath, 

Fearless  tread  the  frowning  portal ; 
Lord,  when  faileth  flesh  and  sense, 
Thou  wilt  be  my  confidence  ! 


1200 


Death  of  an  infant. 


V.  M 


i  Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 
Now  thy  little  lamb's  brief  weeping  ; 
Ah,  how  peaceful,  pale,  and  mild 
In  its  narrow  bed  'tis  sleeping, 
And  no  sigh  of  anguish  sore 
Heaves  that  little  bosom  more. 

2  In  this  world  of  care  and  pain, 

Lord,  thou  wouldst  no  longer  leave  it , 
To  the  sunny  heavenly  plain 

Thou  (lost  now  with  joy  receive  ii  : 
Clothed  in  robes  ofspotless  white, 
Now  it  dwells  with  thee  in  light. 


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3  Ah,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  that  we 

Where  it  lives  may  soon  be  living, 
And  the  lovely  pastures  see 

That  its  heavenly  food  are  giving  ; 
Then  the  gain  of  death  we  prove, 
Though  thou  take  what  most  we  love. 

3.201  Comfort.— Fs.  116  :   15.  8,7. 

1  Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  ; 
Pain  and  death,  and  night  and  anguish 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying 

Lonely  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Now,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  : 

Far  removed  from  pain  and  anguish, 

Tney  are  chanting  hymns  above. 

1202  M Abide  with  us ."  8,7. 

1  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour  ! 

For  the  day  is  passing  by  ; 
See  !  the  shades  of  evening  gather, 
And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 

2  Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows, 

Paler  now  the  glowing  west, 
Swift  the  night  of  death  advances  j 
Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest  ? 

3  Lonely  seems  the  vale  of  shadow  ; 

Sinks  my  heart  with  troubled  fear  ; 
Give  me  laith  for  clearer  vision. 
Speak  thou,  Lord,  in  words  of  cheer. 

4  Let  me  hear  thy  voice  behind  me, 

Calming  all  these  wild  alarms  ; 
Let  me,  underneath  my  weakness, 
Feel  the  everlasting  arms. 

5  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord,  I  cast  myself  on  thee  ; 
Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness  ; 
While  1  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 

6  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour  ! 

Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 
Till  the  morning  ;  then  awake  me — 
Morning  of  eternal  rest  ! 

1203  "  Thy  will  be  doner  8,  7. 
1  Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 

O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say,— thy  will  be  done. 

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2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken  ; 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone  ; 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken  ; 
Blessed  Lord, — thy  will  be  done. 

3  Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne  ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 
We  can  sing — thy  will  be  done. 

4  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given, 

Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own  : 

Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 

Evermore, — thy  will  be  done  ! 

1204  Heaven  alone  unfading.  L.   M. 

1  How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies  ! 

How  transient  every  earthly  bliss  ! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this  ! 

2  The  evening-cloud,  the  morning-dew, 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower. 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true, — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 

3  But,  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  land  whose  confines  lie 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears  : 
If  God  be  ours,  we're  traveling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

1205  Burial  of  Believers.  L,  M. 

1  Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds  ; — no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
WThile  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave  and  blessed  the 
bed! 
Rest  here,  blest  saint ! — till,  from  his  throne, 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  O  earth  !  his  sovereign  word  ; 
Restore  thy  trust  ; — a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 


1206  »  What  is  your  life  ?  " 

1  What  is  life  ?  'tis  but  a  vapor, 
Soon  it  vanishes  away. 
Life  is  but  a  dying  taper — 

o  my  soul,  why  wish  to  stay? 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  tly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy  ? 


s,  7, 7 


246  DEATH. 

a  See  that  glory,  how  resplendent ! 
Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints  ; 
There,  in  majesty  transcendent, 
Jesus  reigns  the  King  of  saints. 
Why  not  spread,  etc. 

Joyful  crowds  his  throne  surrounding, 

Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love  ; 
Through  the  heavens  his  praise  resounding, 

Filling  all  the  courts  above. 
Why  not  spread,  etc. 

4  Go.  and  share  his  people's  glory, 

'Midst  the  ransomed  crowd  appear  ; 
Thine  a  joyful  wondrous  story, 
One  that  angels  love  to  hear. 
Why  not  spread,  etc. 


1207 


C.  P.  M. 


The  Great  Tribunal. 

1  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all  ; 
But,  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  the  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  the  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


1208 


L.  M. 


11  The  Day  of  the  Lord.' 

1  The  day  of  wrath  !  that  dreadful  day, 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  ! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? — 

2  When,  shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  ! 

3  Oh,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  |udgmenl  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  <>  Christ,  the  sinner's  Btay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 


1209  The  Lord  coming.  I*   M 

1  The  Lord  shall  come  !  the  eaFth  shall  quake 
The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake  ; 
And  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  shall  come  !  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came, — 
A  silent  Lamb  before  his  foes, 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 

3  The  Lord  shall  come  !  a  dreadful  form. 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub-wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind  ! 

4  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 

"  Rocks,  hide  us  !  mountains,  on  us  fall ! 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  "  The  Lord  is  come  !  n 

1210  The  judgment.  P.  M. 

1  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ; 
The  trumpet  sounds  ;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before  ; 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding  ; 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  hnd  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing  : 
The  day  ot  grace  is  past  and  gone  ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God  !  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 
Beneath  his  cross  1  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

1211  "Into  thine  hand:'  P    M 
1  When  my  last  hour  is  close  at  hand. 

My  last  sad  journey  taken, 
Do  thou,  Lord  Jesus  !  by  me  stand  ; 

Let  me  not  be  foi  saken  : 
( )  Lord  !  my  Bpii  it  I  resign 
Into  thy  Loving  hands  divine 

'Tis  sale  within  thy  keeping. 


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2  Countless  as  sands  upon  the  shore, 
My  sins  may  then  appall  me  ; 
Vet,  though  my  conscience  vex  me  sore, 

Despair  shall  not  enthrall  me  ; 
For  as  I  draw  my  latest  breath, 
I'll  think,  Lord  Christ !  upon  thy  death, 
And  there  rind  consolation. 


3  1  shall  not  in  the  grave  remain, 

Since  thou  death's  bonds  hast  severed  : 
By  hope  with  thee  to  rise  again 

From  fear  of  death  delivered, 
I'll  come  to  thee,  where'er  thou  art, 
Live  with  thee,  from  thee  never  part  j 

Therefore  I  die  in  rapture. 

4  And  so  to  Jesus  Christ  I'll  go, 

My  longing  arms  extending  ; 
So  fall  asleep,  in  slumber  deep, 

Slumber  that  knows  no  ending  ; 
Till  Jesus  Christ,  God's  only  Son, 
Opens  the  gates  of  bliss,  leads  on 

To  heaven,  to  life  eternal. 


1212        Christ  coming  to  Judgment.         P.M. 
1  The  trumpet  sounds  ! — the  day  has  come  ! 
In  glory  Christ  revealing  ; 
To  men  the  day  of  final  doom — 

Their  state  for  ever  sealing  : 
He  comes  ! — the  Son  of  Man  is  here, 
Borne  on  a  cloud,  see  him  appear 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  judgment ! 

s  He  speaks  ! — the  listening  skies  are  still ; 

All  eyes  on  Jesus  centre, 
While  awe  and  dread  the  bosom  fill : — 

"  Come  ye  your  kingdom  enter  !  " — 
He  says  to  those  who  mercy  sought : 
And  then, — to  all  who  prized  it  not, — 

l*  Depart  from  me,  ye  cursed  !  " 

3  The  blissful  saints  ascend  on  high, 
Clothed  with  the  light  of  heaven  ; 
xheir  Saviour  leads  them  thro'  the  sky  ;— 

What  burst  of  joy  is  given  ! 
For  now  they  see,  with  raptured  eyes, 
That  faith  and  love  receive  the  prize, 
Through  grace  rich,  free,  abounding. 

And  see  !— they  take  the  mansions  bright, 
Where  God  prepared  their  dwelling 

Like  angels  now  •— and,  to  their  sight, 
Their  joys  are  onward  swelling  ; 

They  knew  in  part,— now,  all  is  clear  ; 

Nor  doubt,  nor  sorrow  enters  here, 
To  break  their  bliss  unceasing. 


1213  "They  shall  look  on  him."         8,  J,  4. 

1  See  the  eternal  Judge  descending  .' 

View  him  seated  on  his  throne T 
Now,  poor  sinner,  now  lamenting, 
Stand  and  hear  thine  awful  doom  ; 

Trumpets  call  thee, 
Stand  and  hear  thine  awful  doom 

2  Hear  the  cries  he  now  is  venting. 

Filled  with  dread  of  fiercer  pain  ; 
While  in  anguish  thus  lamenting 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again — 

Greatly  mourning 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 

3  "  Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviour, 

With  the  marks  of  dying  love  ; 
Oh.  that  I  had  sought  his  favor 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move — 

Golden  moments, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move  !  " 

1214  The  Judge  coming.  o,  7»  4* 

1  Lo  !  he  cometh, — countless  trumpets 

Wake  to  life  the  slumbering  dead  ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 
See  their  great  exalted  Head  : 

Hallelujah — 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear  : 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him — 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear  ; 

Hallelujah  ! — 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine  ! 

3  '•  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father  ! 

Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows  ; 
Endless  praise  be  your  employ  : 

Hallelujah  !— 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies  !  " 

1215  "Lo!  he  comes/"  8,7    4 

1  Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending. 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ! 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  ! 

Hallelujah  ! 
Jesus  comes,  and  comes  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ! 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  s«e  ! 


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3  Lo  !  the  last  long  separation. 

As  the  cleaving  crowds  divide, 
And  one  dread  adjudication 
Sends  each  soul  to  either  side  ! 

Lord  of  mercy  ! 
How  shall  I  that  day  abide  ? 

4  Yea,  Amen!  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory  ; 
Make  thy  righteous  sentence  known  ! 

Men  and  angels 
Kneel  and  bow  to  thee  alone  ! 

1216  " Day  of  wonders.'"  8,  7>  4* 
i  Day  of  judgment !  day  of  wonders  ! 

Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  : 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  ! 
«  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say,  il  This  God  is  mine  !  " 

Gracious  Saviour  ! 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner  ! 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed. 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say, — ll  Come  near,  ye  blessed  ! 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ; 

You  for  ever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

1217  "The  mighty  God."  8,  7,  4. 

1  Lo  !  the  mighty  God  appearing — 

From  on  high  Jehovah  speaks  ! 
Eastern  lands  the  summons  hearing, 
O'er  the  west  his  thunder  breaks : 

Earth  beholds  him  : 
Universal  nature  shakes. 

2  ZiOQ  all  its  light  unfolding, 

God  in  glory  shall  display  : 
Lo  !  he  comes, — nor  silence  holding, 
Fire  and  clouds  prepare  his  way  : 

Tempests  round  him 
Hasten  on  the  dreadful  day. 

3  To  the  heavens  his  voice  ascending, 

To  the  earth  beneath  he  cries — 

11  Souls  immortal  now  descending, 
Let  the  Bleeping  dust  arise  ! 

Rise  to  judgment ; 
Let  my  throne  adorn  the  skies. 


4  M  Gather  first  my  saints  around  me, 

Those  who  to  my  covenant  stood  ; 
Those  who  humbly  sought  and  found  me, 
Through  the  dying  Saviour's  blood  : 

Blest  Redeemer  ! 
Choicest  sacrifice  to  God  !  " 

5  Now  the  heavens  on  high  adore  him, 

And  his  righteousness  declare  : 
Sinners  perish  from  before  him, 
But  his  saints  his  mercies  share  : 

Just  his  judgment ! 
God,  himself  the  Judge,  is  there. 


1218 


C.  M 


1  Your  descending  King.11 

1  Lo  !  what  glorious  sight  appears, 

To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven  where  God  reside:. — 

That  holy,  happy  place, — 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing. — 

kl  Mortals  !  behold  the  sacred  seat 

Of  your  descending  King  :— 

4  "  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men, 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  their  loving  God  : — 

5  M  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  feais 
And  death  itself  shall  die  ! 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour  !  oh,  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time  ! 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

1219  Mess  in  h '  s  Reign . 

1  Bf.hold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 

In  latter  days  shall  rise 
On  mountain  tops,  above  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  snd  tongues,  shall  flow  ; 
Up  to  the  hill  Of  God,  they'll  say, 
And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 

3  The  beam  that  shines  from  Zion's  hil 

Shall  lighten  every  land  : 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 


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4  No  strife  shall  vex  Messiah's  reign, 
Or  mar  the  peaceful  years  ; 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords. 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

1220  "  Come,  blessed  Lord!"  CM. 

1  Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart ! 

Star  of  the  coming  day  ! 
Arise,  and  with  thy  morning  beams 
Chase  all  our  griefs  away. 

2  Come,  blessed  Lord  !  let  every  shore 

And  answering  island  sing 

The  praises  of  thy  royal  name, 

And  own  thee  as  their  King. 

-\  Jesus  !  thy  fair  creation  groans, 
The  air,  the  earth,  the  sea, 
In  unison  with  all  our  hearts, 
And  calls  aloud  for  thee. 

4  Thine  was  the  cross,  with  all  its  fruits 
Of  grace  and  peace  divine  ; 
Be  thine  the  crown  of  glory  now, 
The  palm  of  victory  thine. 

1221  "The  Lamb's  Wife."  CM. 

1  Bride  of  the  Lamb,  awake,  awake  ! 

Why  sleep  for  sorrow  now  ? 
The  hope  of  glory,  Christ,  is  thine, 
A  child  of  glory  thou. 

2  Thy  spirit,  through  the  lonely  night, 

From  earthly  joy  apart, 
Hath  sighed  for  one  that's  far  away, — 
The  Bridegroom  of  thy  heart. 

3  But  see  !  the  night  is  waning  fast, 

The  breaking  morn  is  near  ; 
And  Jesus  comes,  with  voice  of  love, 
Thy  drooping  heart  to  cheer. 

4  Then  weep  no  more  ;  'tis  all  thine  own, 

His  crown,  his  joy  divine  ; 
And,  sweeter  far  than  all  beside, 
He,  he  himself  is  thine  ! 

1222  "Behold,  I  come  quickly."         C.   M. 

1  S      n  will  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  come  ; 

Ye  wedding-guests  draw  near, 
And  slumber  not  in  sin,  when  he, 
The  Son  of  God,  is  here  ! 

2  Come,  let  us  haste  to  meet  our  Lord, 

And  hail  him  with  delight  ; 
Who  saved  us  by  his  precious  blood, 
And  sorrows  infinite  ! 

3  Beside  him  all  the  patriarchs  old, 

And  holy  prophets  stand  ; 

The  glorious  apostolic  choir, 

And  noble  martyr  band. 


4  As  brethren  dear  they  welcome  us, 

And  lead,  us  to  the  throne. 
Where  angels  bow  their  vailed  heads, 
Before  the  Three  in  One  ; — 

5  Where  we,  with  all  the  saints  of  God, 

A  white-robed  multitude, 
Shall  praise  the  ascended  Lord,  who  deigns 
To  bear  our  flesh  and  blood  ! 

6  Our  lot  shall  be  for  aye  to  share 

His  reign  of  peace  above  : 
And  drink,  with  unexhausted  joy, 
The  river  of  his  love. 

1223  "  Come,  Lord  Jesiis!''  CM 

1  Hope  of  our  hearts,  O  Lord,  appear. 

Thou  glorious  Star  of  day  ! 
Shine  forth,  and  chase  the  dreary  night, 
With  all  our  tears,  away. 

2  No  resting-place  we  seek  on  earth, 

No  loveliness  we  see  ; 
Our  eye  is  on  the  royal  crown, 
Prepared  for  us  and  thee. 

3  But,  dearest  Lord,  however  bright 

That  crown  of  joy  above, 
What  is  it  to  the  brighter  hope 
Of  dwelling  in  thy  love  ? 

4  What  to  the  joy,  the  deeper  joy, 

Unmingled,  pure,  and  free, 
Of  union  with  our  living  Head, 
Of  fellowship  with  thee? 


1224 


4 Be  ye  also  ready.'' 


C  M 


1  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  part 

With  all  I  hold  most  dear  ; 
And  life,  with  its  best  hopes,  will  then 
As  nothingness  appear. 

2  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  sink 

Beneath  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
And  yield  to  him  who  gave  it  first, 
My  struggling  vital  breath. 

3  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  stand, 

Before  the  judgment-seat  ; 
And  all  my  sins,  and  all  iny  foes, 
In  awful  vision  meet. 

4  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  look 

On  one  eternity  ; 
And  nameless  woe,  or  blissful  life, 
My  endless  portion  be. 

5  O  Saviour,  then,  in  all  my  need 

Be  near,  be  near  to  me  : 
And  let  my  soul,  by  steadfast  faith, 
Kind  life  and  heaven  in  thee 


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1225  "That  awful  Day."  CM. 
i  That  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

The  appointed  hour  make  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart! 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart !  " 

3  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair  ! 

To  see  my  God  remove, — 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 

4  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast : 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  Oh,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ! 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

6  Give  me  one  kind,  assuring  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  again  ; 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  three  score  years  and  ten. 

1226  The  Solemn  Test.  2.  M. 
i  When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, — 
Oh,  how  shall  I  appear? 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought  j — 

^  When  thou,  O  Lord  !  shalt  stand  disposed 
In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
Oil,  how  shall  I  appear? 

1227  " Let  me  go  over  !"  C  M. 
i  On  Jordan's  rugged  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight  ! 

3  O'er  all  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God,  the  sun,  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 


4  No  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd -launch  away. 

1228  Jesus  exalted.  C   M 
i  Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Amid  his  Father's  throne  , 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And-harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ! 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head  ! 

4  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

1229  "A  building  of  God."  CM 
i  There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  : 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall  ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  ioy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father  s  call. 

3  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  ; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 

But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 

We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 


1230 


11  The  Lamb  is  the  light." 
Oh,  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray, 

To  animate  our  feeble  strains. 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day — 

The  blissful  realms  where  Jesus  reigns  ! 


L.  M 


HEAVEN. 


2U 


•  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 
Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall  ; 
And,  with  delightful  worship,  own 
His  smile  their  bliss,  their  heaven,  their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head, 

While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise, 
And  love  and  joy,  and  triumph  spread 
Through  all  the  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles, — and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 

To  boundless  rapture,  while  they  gaze  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. 

5  There  all  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir  : 
Oh,  may  the  joy-inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire  ! 

1231  " Eye  hath  not  seen"  L«.  M.. 
i  Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 

Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  vail,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Should  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge  ! 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large, 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God — to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

1232  "They  shall  see  his  face"  L.   M, 
i  Lo  !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band, 

The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand  : 
Of  every  tongue  redeemed  of  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came  ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame  ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 

In  God  s  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face  ; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace  ; 
And  day  and  night,  with  ceaseless  praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 


4  Oh,  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod  ; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife, 
And  win,  like  them,  a  crown  of  life  ! 

1233  The  New  Song.  L.  M 
i  Hark  !  how  the  choral  song  of  heaven 

Swells  full  of  peace  and  joy  above  : 
Hard  !  how  they  strike  their  golden  harp?, 
And  raise  the  tuneful  notes  of  love. 

2  No  anxious  care,  nor  thrilling  grief, 

No  deep  despair,  nor  gloomy  woe 

They  feel,  when  high  their  lofty  strains 

In  noblest,  sweetest  concord  flow. 

3  When  shall  we  join  the  heavenly  host, 

Who  sing  Immanuel's  praise  on  high, 
And  leave  behind  our  doubts  and  fears, 
To  swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky  ? 

4  Oh,  come,  thou  rapture-bringing  morn  ! 

And  usher  in  the  joyful  day  ; 
We  long  to  see  thy  rising  sun 
Drive  all  these  clouds  of  grief  away. 

1234  "A  Restr—Heb.  4:9.  L.  M 

1  Lord,  thou  wilt  bring  the  joyful  day  ! 

Beyond  earth's  weariness  and  pains, 
Thou  hast  a  mansion  far  away, 

Where  for  thine  own  a  rest  remains. 

2  No  sun  there  climbs  the  morning  sky, 

There  never  falls  the  shade  of  night, 
God  and  the  Lamb,  for  ever  nigh, 
O'er  all  shed  everlasting  light. 

3  The  bow  of  mercy  spans  the  throne, 

Emblem  of  love  and  goodness  there  ; 
While  notes  to  mortals  all  unknown, 
Float  on  the  calm  celestial  air. 

4  Around  that  throne  bright  legions  stand, 

Redeemed  by  blood  from  sin  and  hell  ; 
And  shining  forms,  an  angel  band, 
The  mighty  chorus  join  to  swell. 

5  O  Jesus,  bring  us  to  that  rest. 

Where  all  the  ransomed  shall  be  found, 
In  thine  eternal  fullness  blest, 
While  ages  roll  their  cycles  round  ! 

1235  ll Many  mansions."  L.   M. 

1  Thy  Father's  house  ! — thine  own  bright  home1. 

And  thou  hast  there  a  place  tor  me  ! 
Though  yet  an  exile  here  I  roam, 
That  distant  home  by  faith  I  see. 

2  I  see  its  domes  resplendent  glow, 

Where  beams  of  God's  own  glory  fall  ; 
And  trees  of  life  immortal  grow, 
Whose  fruits  o'erhang  the  sapphire  wall. 


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3  I  know  that  thou,  who  on  the  tree 

Didst  deign  our  mortal  guilt  to  bear, 
Wilt  bring  thine  own  to  dwell  with  thee, 
And  waitest  to  receive  me  there  ! 

4  Thy  love  will  there  array  my  soul 

In  thine  own  robe  of  spotless  hue, 
And  I  shall  gaze,  while  ages  roll, 
On  thee,  with  raptures  ever  new  ! 

5  Oh,  welcome  day  !  when  thou  my  feet 

Shalt  bring  the  shining  threshold  o'er  ; 
A  Father's  warm  embrace  to  meet, 
And  dwell  at  home  for  evermore  ! 

1236  "No  more  death."  CM. 
i  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 

To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast: 

'Tis  found  above — in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, — 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear — but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene — in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven  ! 

1237  "A  great  multitude.''''  C,  M. 
i  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 

Within  the  vail,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

9  I  ask  them — whence  their  victory  came  ? 
They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, — 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

3  They  marked  the  footsteps  he  had  trod  ; 

His  zeal  Inspired  their  breast; 
And  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given, — 

While  the  long  (loud  of  witnesses 

Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 


1238        "Jf*r  better^— Phil,  i  :  23.        C.  M. 

1  Father  !  I  long,  I  faint,  to  see 

The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 
I'd  leave  thine  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God  ! 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight  ; 
But,  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight ! 

3  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense, 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen  ; 

In  shining  ranks  they  move  ; 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

5  Father  !  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 

The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 
I'd  leave  thine  earthly  courts  to  be 
For  ever  with  my  God  ! 


1239 


''Sow  in  tears y 


C  M 


1  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace, 

For  those  with  cares  oppressed, 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest: — 

2  'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts,  which  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they,  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more  ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows, 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There,  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There,  they,  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

1240  "Things  not  seen."  CM 

1  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 

Above  these  gloomv  shades. 
To  those  bright  worlds,  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! — 

2  There,  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord  !  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 


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4  On,  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 
Our  ardent  hopes  shall  rise 
To    those    bright    scenes,    where    pleasures 
spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

1241  The  New  Jerusalem.  C  M. 

1  O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem, 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  O  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints  ! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 

In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 

Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  dimly  cloud  o'ershadows  thee, 

Mw  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
Hut  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun, 
Kor  God  himself  gives  light. 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl — 

0  God  !  if  I  were  there  ! 

1242  Faith  and  the  Future.  CM. 
1  Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  !— 

s  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 
Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
But.  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God  ;— 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That,  when  in  danger,  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness,  feels  no  doubt ; — 

4  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'ermay  come, 
We'll  taste,  ev'n  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Oi  an  eternal  home. 

1243  The  New  Jerusalem.  CM. 
1  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  in  thee  ! 

3  Oh,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 
Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 
3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 
Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats  !  thro'  rude  and  stormy  scenes, 

1  onward  press  to  you. 


4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodl}7  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

1244  "Jordan's  Strand."  P.   M 

1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

For  oh,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over  ; 
And  just  before,  the  Shining  Shore 
We  may  almost  discover  ! 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  ray  brethren  dear, 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning  ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. — Ref. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing  ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. — Ref. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever  ; 
Our  King  says,  Come,  and  there's  our  home 
For  ever,  oh,  for  ever  ! 
For  oh,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over  ; 
And  just  before,  the  Shining  Shore 
We  may  almost  discover  ! 

1245  "Our  conversation."  C  M 

1  While  thro'  this  changing  world  we  roam 

From  infancy  to  age, 
Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home, 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  From  earth  his  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above, 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies, 
Where  all  is  perfect  love. 

3  There,  too,  may  we  our  treasure  place — 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found  ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
May  more  and  more  abound. 

4  Henceforth,  our  conversation  be 

With  Christ  before  the  throne  ; 
Ere  long  we,  eye  to  eye,  shall  sec, 
And  know  as  we  are  knowu. 


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1246  The  New  Song.  CM. 

i  Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long  ; 
'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father  !  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour,  sits  ; 

The  God  !  how  bright  he  shines  ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 

Circle  the  throne-around  ; 
And  move,  and  cnarm  the  starry  plains, 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs  ; 

Jesus,  my  love,  they  sing  ; 
Jesus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

5  Now  let  me  mount,  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too  ; 
My  heart !  my  hand  !  my  ear  !  my  tongue  ! 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise  ; — 
Oh,  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  spirit  to  the  skies. 

1247  "  Where  is  he  ?  "  C.   M. 
i  In  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

The  moment  after  death. 
The  glories  that  surround  a  saint 
When  yielding  up  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  the  bondage  breaks  ; 

We  scarce  can  say — he's  gone  ! 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Thus  much,  and  'tis  enough  to  know. 

Saints  are  completely  blest ; 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 

4  On  harps  of  gold  they  praise  his  name, 

And  see  him  face  to  face  ; 
Oh,  let  us  catch  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  live  in  his  embrace  ! 

1248  "Go  over  this  Jordan."  CM. 
i  Tiikkr  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never  withering  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
Thill  heavenly  land  from  our^. 


3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  : — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

1249  "Holdfast."  C  M. 
i  The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn, 

The  brightness  of  the  day, 

The  crimson  of  the  sunset  sky, 

How  fast  they  fade  away  ! 

2  Oh,  for  the  pearly  gates  of  heaven  ! 

Oh,  for  the  golden  floor  ! 
Oh,  for  the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
That  setteth  nevermore  ! 

3  The  highest  hopes  we  cherish  here, 

How  soon  they  tire  and  faint ! 

How  many  a  spot  defiles  the  robe 

That  wraps  an  earthly  saint ! 

4  Oh,  for  a  heart  that  never  sins  ! 

Oh,  for  a  soul  washed  white  ! 
Oh,  for  a  voice  to  praise  our  King, 
Nor  wezry  day  nor  night ! 

5  Here  faith  is  ours,  and  heavenly  hope, 

And  grace  to  lead  us  higher  ; 
But  there  are  perfectness  and  peace, 
Beyond  our  best  desire. 

6  Oh,  by  thy' love  and  anguish,  Lord, 

And  by  thy  life  laid  down. 
Grant  that  \ve  fall  not  from  thy  grace, 
Nor  fail  to  reach  our  crown  ! 

1250  "Who  are  these?"— Rev.  i  :  \y     7-^. 
i  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  innumerable  throng. 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? — 
M  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slam, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 
2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came: 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  almighty  name, 


HEAVEN. 


Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amid  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  : 
Jov  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispel  all  fears  ; 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  the  tears. 

1251  A  Pilgrim.— Heb.  u  :  13.  P.  M. 

1  I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger  ; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ! 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing  : 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

2  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining  ! 

Oh,  my   longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is 

there  ! 
Here  in  this  country  so  dark  and  dreary, 
I  long  have  wandered  forlorn  and  weary  : 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

3  There's  the  city  to  which  I  journey  ; 

My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light ! 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying  ! 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

1252  "The  holy  city ."  P.   M. 
i  We  are  on  our  journey  home. 

Where  Christ  our  Lord  is  gone  ; 
We  shall  meet  around  his  throne, 
When  he  makes  his  people  one. 
In  the  new  Jerusalem. 

2  We  can  see  that  distant  home, 

Though  clouds  rise  dark  between  ; 
Faith  views  the  radiant  dome, 
And  a  lustre  flashes  keen 

From  the  new  Jerusalem. 

3  Oh,  holy,  heavenly  home  ! 

Oh,  rest  eternal  there  ! 
When  shall  the  exiles  come, 
Where  they  cease  from  earthly  care, 
In  the  new  Jerusalem  ! 

4  Our  hearts  are  breaking  now 

Those  mansions  fair  to  see  ; 
O  Lord  !  thy  heavens  bow, 
And  raise  us  up  with  thee, 
To  the  new  Jerusalem. 


1253  Heaven  is  my  Home. 

1  I'm  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand. 
Heaven  is  my  Fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempests  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my   home  ; 
And  time's  wild,  wintry  blast. 
Soon  will  be  overpast, 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  Therefore  I  murmur  not, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Whate'er  my  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
And  I  shall  surely  stand, 
There,  at  my  Lord's  right  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  Fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

1254  "A  blessed  Home. ' ' 

1  There  is  a  blessed  home 

Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  trials  never  come, 

Nor  tears  of  sorrow  Mow  ; 
.    Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 

And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 
And  everlasting  light 

Its  glory  throws  around. 

2  There  is  a  land  of  peace, 

Good  angels  know  it  well  ; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 

Within  its  portals  swell  ; 
Around  its  glorious  throne 

Ten  thousand  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father,  one, 

And  Spirit,  evermore. 

3  Oh,  joy  all  joys  beyond, 

To  see  the  Lamb  who  died. 
And  count  each  sacred  wound 

In  hands,  and  feet,  and  side  ; 
To  give  to  him  the  praise 

O?  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  he  hath  done. 

4  Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God, 

Nor  tear  to  tread  below 

The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Ot  daily  toil  and  woe  ; 


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Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love  ; 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  you  above. 

1255  Rev.  21  :  23-27. 

1  There  is  no  night  in  heaven  ; 

In  that  blest  world  above 
Work  brings  no  weariness, 

For  work  itself  is  love. 
There  is  no  grief  in  heaven  ; 

For  life  is  one  glad  day, 
And  tears  are  of  those  things 

Which  all  have  passed  away. 

2  There  is  no  want  in  heaven  ; 

The  Tree  of  Life  supplies 
Its  twelve-fold  fruitage  still, 

Life's  spring  which  never  dries. 
There  is  no  sin  in  heaven  ; 

Behold  that  blessed  throng  ! 
All  holy  is  their  robe, 

All  holy  is  their  song. 

3  There  is  no  death  in  heaven  ; 

For  they  who  gain  that  shore 
Win  immortality, 

And  they  can  die  no  more. 
There  is  no  death  in  heaven  ; 

But  when  the  Christian  dies, 
The  angels  wait  his  soul, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies  ! 

1256  "O  Paradise." 
1  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest, 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 
Where  they  that  loved  are  blest  ? 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 
Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 
\n  God's  most  holy  sight. 

9  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

The  world  is  growing  old  ; 
Who  would  not  be  at  rest  and  free 
Where  love  is  never  cold  ? 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true,  etc. 

3  ()  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

'Tis  weary  waiting  here  ; 

I  long  to  be  where  Jesus  isN 

To  feci,  to  see  him  near  ; 

Where  loyal  hearts  and  true,  etc. 

4  ()  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

I  want  to  sin  no  more, 
1  want  to  be  as  pure  on  earth 
As  on  thy  spotless  shore  : 
Where  loyal  hearts  ana  true,  etc. 


6.  D. 


P.  M. 


5  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

I  greatly  long  to  see 
The  special  place  my  dearest  Lord 
In  love  prepares  for  me  ; 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true,  etc. 

6  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 

Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  love, 
And  guide  me  to  that  happy  land 
Of  perfect  rest  above  ; 

Where  loyal  hearts  and  true, 
Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 
In  God's  most  holy  sight. 

1257  "  The  King  in  his  beauty."      8,  J.  L) 

1  Time,  thou  speedest  on  but  slowly, 

Hours,  how  tardy  is  your  pace  ! 
Ere  with  Him,  the  high  and  holy,  •■ 

I  hold  converse  face  to  face. 
Here  is  naught  but  care  and  mourning  , 

Comes  a  joy,  it  will  not  stay  ; 
Fairly  shines  the  sun  at  dawning, 

Night  will  soon  o'ercloud  the  day. 

2  Onward  then  !  not  long  I  wander 

Ere  mv  Saviour  comes  for  me, 
And  with  him  abiding  yonder, 

All  his  glory  I  shall  see. 
Oh,  the  music  and  the  singing 

Of  the  host  redeemed  by  love  ! 
Oh,  the  hallelujahs  ringing 

Through  the  halls  of  light  above  ! 

1258  The  Consummation.  8,  "},  D 

1  Jesus,  blessed  Mediator! 

Thou  the  airy  path  hast  trod  ; 
Thou  the  Judge,  the  Consummator! 

Shepherd  of*  the  fold  of  God  ! 
Can  I  trust  a  fellow-being  ? 

Can  I  trust  an  angel's  care? 

0  thou  merciful  All-seeing  ! 
Beam  around  my  spirit  there. 

2  Blessed  fold  !  no  foe  can  enter  ; 

And  no  friend  departeth  thence; 
Jesus  is  their  sun,  their  centre, 

And  their  shield  Omnipotence  ! 
Blessed,  for  the  Lamb  shall  feed  them, 

All  their  tears  shall  wipe  aw  ay, 
To  the  living  fountains  lead  them, 

Till  fruition's  perfect  day. 

3  Lo  !  it  comes,  that  day  of  wonder  ! 

Louder  chorals  shake  the  skies: 

1  lades'  crates  arc  burst  asunder  ; 

See  !  the  aew-clothed  myriads  rise  ! 

Thought  !   repress  thy  weak  endeavor; 
1  lii  e  must  reason  prostrate  tall  ; 

Oh,  the  ineffable  Forever  I 

Anil  the  eternal  All  in  All  ! 


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1259  "This  is  not  your  rest."  8,7. 

1  This  is  not  my  place  of  resting, — 

Mine's  a  city  yet  to  come  ; 
Onward  to  it  I  am  hasting— 
On  to  my  eternal  home. 

2  In  it  all  is  light  and  glorv  ; 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day  : 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All' the  curse,  hath  passed  away. 

3  There  the  Lamb,  our  Shepherd,  leads  us 

By  the  streams  of  life  along, — 
On  "the  freshest  pastures  feeds  us, 
Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 

4  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary, 

Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain  • 
Never  more  are  sad  or  weary, 
Never,  never  sin  again  ! 

1260  "The  sea  of  glass."  8,7. 

1  Hark  !  the  sound  of  holy  voices 

Chanting  at  the  crystal  sea, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

2  Multitudes,  which  none  can  number, 

Like  the  stars  in  glory  stand, 
Clothed  in  white  apparel,  holding 
Palms  of  victor}'  in  their  hands. 

3  They  have  come  from  tribulation, 

And  have  washed  their  robes  in  blood, 
Washed  them  in  the  blood  of  Jesus  ; 
Tried  they  were  and  firm  they  stood. 

4  Mocked,  imprisoned,  stoned,  tormented, 

Sawn  asunder,  slain  with  sword. 
They  have  conquered  death  and  Satan 
By  the  might  of  Christ  the  Lord. 

5  Now  they  reign  in  heavenly  glory, 

Now  they  walk  in  golden  light, 
Now  they  drink,  as  from  a  river, 
Holy  bliss  and  infinite. 

6  Love  and  peace  they  taste  for  ever, 

And  all  truth  and  knowledge  see 
In  the  Beatific  Vision 
Of  the  blessed  Trinity  ! 

1261  Beyond  the  river.  8,  7. 

1  Great  Redeemer,  Friend  of  sinners  ! 

Thou  hast  wondrous  power  to  save  ; 
Grant  me  grace,  and  still  protect  me, 
Over  life's  tempestuous  wave. 

2  May  my  soul,  with  sacred  transport, 

View  the  dawn  while  yet  afar  ; 
And,  until  the  sun  an 

Lead  me  by  the  Morniug  Star. 


3  See  the  happy  spirits,  waiting 

On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream  ; 
Sweet  responses  still  repeating, — 
Jesus,  Jesus  is  their  theme. 

4  Swiftly  roll,  ye  lingering  hours, 

Seraphs,  lend  your  glittering  wings  ; 
Love  absorbs  my  ransomed  powers, 
Heavenly  sounds  around  me  ring  ! 

1262  The  New  Jerusalem.  7,  6.  D. 

1  Jerusalem, the  golden, 

With  milk  and  honey  blest ! 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed  : 
I  know  not,  oh,  I  know  not 

What  social  joys  are  there, 
What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel. 

And  all  the  martyr  throng  ; 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene  ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David  ; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast : 
And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
For  ever  and  for  ever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

1263  "Short  toil."  1,  6.  1) 

1  Brief  life  is  here  our  portion  ; 

Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care  ; 
The  life,  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life,  is  there  : 
Oh,  happy  retribution  ! 

Short  toil,  eternal  rest  ; 
For  mortals,  and  for  sinners, 

A  mansion  with  the  blest ! 

2  And  there  is  David's  fountain, 

And  life  in  fullest  glow  : 
And  there  the  1  i u h t  is  golden, 

And  milk  and  honey  Mow  ; 
The  light,  that  hath  no  evening, 

The  health,  that  hath  no  sore, 
The  life,  that  hath  no  ending, 

But  lasteth  evermore. 

3  There  Jesus  shall  embrace  us, 

There  Jesus  be  embraced,— 
Thai  spirit's  food  and  sunshine, 
Whence  ear'hiy  love  is  chafed  : 


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Ves  !  God,  my  King  and  Portion, 

In  fullness  of  his  grace. 
We  then  shall  see  for  ever, 

And  worship  face  to  face. 


1264 


-Heb. 


ka  atyr- 

x  Jerusalem,  the  glorious  ! 
The  glory  of  the  elect, — 

0  dear  and  future  vision 
That  eager  hearts  expect ! 

Ev'n  now  by  faith  I  see  thee, 
Ev'n  here  thy  walls  discern  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  are  kindled, 
And  strive,  and  pant,  and  yearn 

2  The  Cross  is  all  thy  splendor, 

The  Crucified,  thy  praise  ; 
His  laud  and  benediction 

Thy  ransomed  peopre  raise  ; — 
Jerusalem  !  exulting 

On  that  securest  shore, 

1  hope  thee,  wish  thee,  sing  thee, 
And  love  thee  evermore  ! 

3  O  sweet  and  blessed  Country  ! 

Shall  I  e'er  see  thy  face  ? 
O  sweet  and  blessed  Country  ! 

Shall  I  e'er  win  thy  grace  ? — 
Exult,  O  dust  and  ashes  ! 

The  Lord  shall  be  thy  part ; 
His  only,  his  for  ever, 

Thou  shalt  be,  and  thou  art ! 

1265  lt  Lamps  trimmed" 

i  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers  ! 
And  let  your  lights  appear  ! 
The  shades  of  eve  are  thickening, 

And  darker  night  is  near  ; 
The  Bridegroom  is  advancing  ; 

Each  hour  he  draws  more  nigh  ; 
Up  !  watch  and  pray,  nor  slumber  ; 
At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

9  See  that  your  lamps  are  burning, 

Your  vessels  filled  with  oil  ; 
Wait  calmly  your  deliverance 

From  earthly  pain  and  toil. 
The  watchers  on  the  mountains 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near, 
Go,  meet  him,  as  he  cometh, 

With  halleluiahs  clear. 

The  saints,  who  here  in  patience 

Their  cross  and  sufferings  bore. 
With  him  shall  reign  for  ever, 

When  sorrow  is  no  more  : 
Around  the  throne  of  glory 

The  Lamb  shall  they  behold, 
Adoring  cast  befoi  e  him 

Their  diadems  of  gold 


7,  6.  D. 


7,  6.  D. 


4  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

0  Jesus,  now  appear  ! 
Arise,  thou  Sun  so  looked-for, 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  ! 
With  l  earts  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  plead,  O  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  our  redemption, 

A  nd  ever  be  with  thee. 

1266  ll  They  seek  a  country  " 
i  There  is  a  land  immortal, 

The  beautiful  of  lands  ; 
Beside  its  ancient  portal 

A  silent  sentry  stands  ; 
He  only  can  only  can  undo  it, 

And  open  wide  the  door : 
And  mortals  who  pass  through  it, 

Are  mortal  nevermore. 

2  Though  dark  and  drear  the  passage 

That  leadeth  to  the  gate, 
Yet  grace  comes  with  the  message, 

To  souls  that  watch  and  wait ; 
And  at  the  time  appointed 

A  messenger  comes  down, 
And  leads  the  Lord's  anointed 

From  cross  to  glory's  crown. 

3  Their  sighs  are  lost  in  singing, 

They're  blessed  in  their  tears  ; 
Their  journey  heavenward  winging 

They  leave  on  earth  their  fears  : 
Death  like  an  angel  seemeth  ; 

11  We  welcome  thee,"  they  ciy  ; 
Their  face  with  glory  beameth— - 

'Tis  life  for  them  to  die  ! 

1267  Believers''  o  tit  look. 

i  Oh,  for  the  robes  of  whiteness! 
Oh,  for  the  tearless  eyes  ! 
Oh,  for  the  glorious  brightness 
Of  the  unclouded  skies  ! 

2  Oh,  for  the  no  more  weeping 

Within  the  land  of  love, 

The  endless  joy  of  keeping 

The  bridal  feast  above  ! 

3  Oh,  for  the  bliss  of  dying, 

My  risen  Lord  to  meet  ' 
Oh,  for  the  rest  of  lying 
For  ever  at  his  feet ! 

4  Oh,  for  the  hour  of  seeing 

My  Saviour  face  to  face, 
The  hope  of  ever  being 

In  that  sweet  meeting-place  1 

5  Jesus,  thou  King  ofgloiy. 

1  soon  sh:ill  dwell  with  thee  ; 
I  so  >n  shall  sins  the  story 

Of  thy  great  love  to  mc. 


7,  6.  D. 


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HEAVEN. 


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6  Meanwhile  ray  thoughts  shall  enter, 
Ev'n  now,  before  thy  throne, 
That  all  my  love  may  centre 
On  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

1268  M  They  seek  a  country."         7,  6.   D. 

1  For  thee,  O  dear,  dear  Country, 

Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep  ; 
For  very  love,  beholding 

Thy  happy  name,  they  weep  : 
The  mention  of  thy  glorv 

Is  unction  to  the  breast, 
And  medicine  in  sickness, 

And  love,  and  lite,  and  rest. 

2  Thou  hast  no  shore,  fair  ocean  ! 

Thou  hast  no  time,  bright  day  ! 
Dear  fountain  of  refreshment 

To  pilgrims  far  away  ! 
Upon  the  Rock  of  Ages 

They  raise  thy  holy  tower  ; 
Thine  is  the  victor's  laurel, 

And  thine  the  golden  dower. 

4  With  jasper  glow  thy  bulwarks, 

Thy  streets  with  emeralds  blaze  ; 
The  sardius  and  the  topaz 

Unite  in  thee  their  rays  ; 
Thine  ageless  walls  are  bonded 

With  amethyst  unpriced  5 
The  saints  build  up  its  fabric, 

The  corner-stone  is  Christ. 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  Country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  Country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us, 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest ; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

1269  "No  more  sea."  7,  6.  D. 

1  No  seas  again  shall  sever, 
No  desert  intervene  • 
No  deep  sad-flowing  river 

Shall  roll  its  tide  between  : 
Love  and  unsevered  union 

Of  soul  with  those  we  love, 
Nearness  and  glad  communion, 
Shall  be  our  joy  above. 

■  No  dread  of  wasting  sickness, 

No  thought  of  ache  or  pain, 
No  fretting  hours  of  weakness, 

Shall  mar  our  peace  again  : 
No  death  our  homes  o'ershading, 

Shall  e'er  our  harps  unstring  ; 
For  all  is  life  unfading 

In  presence  of  our  Kiug  ! 


1270       "He  hath  prepared  a  city."     7.  6.  L>. 

1  There  is  a  holy  city, 

A  happy  world  above. 
Beyond  the  starry  regions, 

Built  by  the  God  of  love  ; 
An  everlasting  temple — 

And  saints  arrayed  in  white, 
There  serve  their  great  Redeemer, 

And  dwell  with  him  in  light. 

2  The  meanest  child  of  glory 

Outshines  the  radiant  sun  ; 
But  who  can  speak  the  splendor 

Of  that  eternal  throne 
Where  Jesus  sits  exalted, 

In  god-like  majesty? 
The  elders  fall  before  him, 

The  angels  bend  the  knee. 

3  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him 

Proclaim  his  work  of  grace  ; 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets, 

And  all  the  godly  race, 
Who  speak  of  fiery  trials 

And  tortures  on  their  way — 
They  came  from  tribulation 

To  everlasting  day. 

4  And  what  shall  be  my  journey, 

How  long  my  stay  below, 
Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 

Are  not  for  me  to  know  ; 
In  every  day  of  trouble, 

I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high  ; 
I'll  think  of  the  bright  temple, 

And  crowns  above  the  sky. 

1271  The  Netv  Paradise,  -J.d.V. 

1  O  paradise  eternal ! 

What  bliss  to  enter  thee, 
And,  once  within  thy  portals, 

Secure  for  ever  be  ! 
In  thee  no  sin  nor  sorrow, 

No  pain  nor  death,  is  known  ; 
But  pure  glad  life,  enduring 

As  heaven's  benignant  throne. 

2  There  all  around  shall  love  us, 

And  we  return  their  love  ; 
One  band  of  happy  spirits, 

One  family  above  : 
There  God  shall  be  our  portion, 

And  we  his  jewels  be; 
And,  gracing  nis  bright  mansions, 

His  smile  reflect  and  see. 

3  So  songs  shall  rise  for  ever, 

While  all  creation  tair, 
Still  more  and  more  revealed, 
Shall  wake  tie^h  piaises  theie  ■ 


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HEAVEN. 


O  Paradise  eternal  ! 
What  joys  in  thee  are  known  ! 

0  God  of  mercy  !  guide  us, 
Till  all  be  felt  our  own. 

1272  ll hnmanueVs  Land.''''  " •   M. 

i  The  sands  of  time  are  sinking, 
The  dawn  of  heaven  breaks, 
The  summer  morn  I've  sighed  for, 

The  fair  sweet  morn  awakes  : 
Dark,  dark  hath  been  the  midnight, 

But  day-spring  is  at  hand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth, 
In  Immanuel's  land. 

2  Oh,  Christ,  he  is  the  fountain, 

The  deep  sweet  well  of  love  ; 
The  streams  of  earth  I've  tasted, 

More  deep  I'll  drink  above. 
There  to  an  ocean  fullness 

His  mercy  doth  expand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

3  With  mercy  and  with  judgment, 

My  web  of  time  he  wove, 
And  aye  the  dews  of  sorrow 

Were  lustred  with  his  love. 
a'11  bless  the  hand  that  guided. 

I'll  bless  the  heart  that  planned, 
When  throned  where  glory  dwelleth, 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

12  IS      "He  is  mine,  and  I  am  his."         I  .   M. 
i  Oh,  I  am  my  Beloved's, 

And  my  Beloved's  mine  ; 
He  brings  a  poor  vile  sinner 

Into  his  "  house  of  wine." 

1  stand  upon  his  merit ; 

I  know  no  other  stand, 
Not  ev'n  where  glory  dwelleth, 
In  Immanuel's  land. 

a  I've  wrestled  on  towards  heaven, 

'Gainst  storm,  and  wind,  and  tide, 
Now,  like  a  weary  traveler 

That  leaneth  on  his  guide, 
Amid  the  shades  of  evening. 

While  sinks  life's  lingering  sand, 
I  hail  the  glory  dawning 

From  Immanuel's  land. 

5  The  bride  eyes  not  her  garment, 
Hut  her  dear  bridegroom's  face  ; 
I  will  not  gaze  at  gloi  v, 

But  oa  my  King  of  Grace — 

Not  at  the  crown  he  gi firth, 
^  But  on  his  pierced  hand  ; 
The  I  anil)  is  all  the  [.'lory 
Of  Immanuel's  laud. 


1274  "There  rcmaineth  a  rest."         F.  M. 

i  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest, 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 

To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 
Cho. — There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you  ! 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming. 
There  is  rest  for  you  ! 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand  ; 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. — Cho. 

3  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished, 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn  ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransomed ; 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn.— Cho. 

4  Sing,  oh,  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory  ! 

Shout  your  triumphs  as  you  go  ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 
You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. — Cho. 

1275  The  New  Jerusalem.  H.  M. 
i  Jerusalem  on  high 

My  song  and  city  is, 
My  home  whene'er  I  die, 
The  centre  of  my  bliss  : 
Re/. — Oh,  happy  place  ! 
When  shall  I  be, 
My  God,  with  thee, 
To  see  thy  face  ? 

2  There  dwells  my  Lord,  my  King, 

Judged  here  unfit  to  live  ! 
There  angels  to  him  sing, 
And  lowly  homage  give  : — Ref. 

3  The  Patriarchs  of  old 

There  from  their  travels  cease; 
The  Prophets  there  behold 
Their  longed-for  Prince  of  Peace  :— Rff. 

4  The  Lamb's  Apostles  there 

I  might  with  joy  behold, 
The  harpers  I  might  hear 

Harping  on  harps  ofgold. — Ref. 

5  The  bleeding  Martyrs,  they 

Within  these  courts  are  found, 
All  clothed  in  pure  array, 
Their  scars  with  glory  crowned.— pF.r. 

6  Ah  mc  !  ah  me  !  that  I 

In  Kedar's  tents  here  stay  : 
No  place  like  that  on  ferigh  ; 
Lord,  thither  guide  my  way.    k*p 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


26l 


1276  "Lord,  tarry  not."  P.M. 

1  Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest  and  home  !    Sweet  home  ! 

Lord  !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading 

1  shall  be  soon  r 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading, 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Love,  rest  and  home  !    Sweet  home  ! 

Lord  !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

3  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting, 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Love,  rest  and  home  !    Sweet  home  ! 

Lord  !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

4  Beyond  the  frost-cham  and  the  fever 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river, 
Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest  and  home  !    Sweet  home  ! 

Lord  !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

1277  New  Year.  7-  D- 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Nevermore  to  meet  us  here  : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 

Kill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 


1278  Close  0/  the  Year. 

1  Thou  who  roll'st  the  year  around, 

Crowned  with  mercies  large  and  free, 
Rich  thy  gifts  to  us  abound, 
Warm  our  praise  shall  rise  to  thee. 

2  Kindly  to  our  worship  bow, 

While  our  grateful  thanks  we  tell, 
That,  sustained  by  thee,  we  now 
Bid  the  parting  year— farewell ! 

3  All  its  numbered  days  are  sped, 

All  its  busy  scenes  are  o'er, 
All  its  joys  for  ever  fled, 
All  its  sorrows  felt  no  more. 

4  Mingled  with  the  eternal  past, 

Its  remembrance  shall  decay  ; 
Yet  to  be  revived  at  last 
At  the  solemn  judgment-day. 

5  All  our  follies,  Lord,  forgive  ! 

Cleanse  us  from  each  guilty  stain  ; 
Let  thy  grace  within  us  live. 
That  we  spend  not  years  in  vain. 

6  Then,  when  life's  last  eve  shall  come, 

Happy  spirits,  may  we  fly 
To  our  everlasting  home, 
To  our  Father's  house  on  high  ! 


1279 


Song  for  Harvest. 


7.D. 


1  Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest  Home  ! 
All  is  safely  gathered  in, 

Ere  the  winter  storms  begin  : 
God  our  Maker  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied  : 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest  Home  ! 

2  We  ourselves  are  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  his  praise  to  yield  : 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown  : 

First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear  : 
Grant,  O  Harvest-Lord,  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be  ! 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come, 
And  shall  take  his  harvest  home  : 
From  his  field  shall  in  that  day 
All  offences  purge  away  : 

Give  his  angels  charge  at  last 
In  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast : 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  his  garner  evermore. 

4  Then,  thou  Church  Triumphant,  come. 
Raise  the  son^  of  Hai  vest  Home  ! 

All  are  satelv  gathered  in, 

Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin  : 


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There,  for  ever  purified, 
In  God's  garner  to  abide  : 
Come,  ten  thousand  angels,  come, 
Raise  the  glorious  Harvest  Home  ! 


1280 


General  Thanksgiving. 


i  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song  ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

a  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  : 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy  ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway 
May  we  cheerfully  obey  ; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

1281  National.  C.  M. 
i  Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
Oh,  hear  us  for  our  native  land, 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  Oh,  guard  our  shore  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  : 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion,  pure  and  mild, 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours  ; 
And  piety  and  virtue  bless 
The  home  of  us  and  ours. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 

1282  A  Marriage  Hymn.  CM. 
i  Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear 

To  gnu  •  a  mai  riage  least, 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here. 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 

Their  union  with  thy  taroi  crown, 

And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 


3  Oh,  may  each  soul  assembled  here, 
Be  married,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
Clad  in  thy  robes,  made  white  and  fair. 
To  spend  eternity  ! 


1283 


National  Fast. 


C.  M. 


i  See,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Alarming  judgments  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land. 
And  yet  we  live  to  pray. 

3  Oh,  bid  us  turn,  almighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

Uo4  Prayer  for  Seamen.  C 

i  We  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

And,  with  united  plea, 
We  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roam 

Far  off  upon  the  sea. 

2  Oh,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow, 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea  ! 

3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 

Pour  peace  into  his  breast, 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above 
Of  everlasting  rest. 


M. 


1285  New  Year. 

i  Our  Father  !  through  the  coming  year 

We  know  not  what  shall  be  ; 
But  we  would  leave  without  a  fear 

Its  ordering  all  to  thee. 

2  It  may  be  we  shall  toil  in  vain 

F*or  what  the  world  holds  fair  ; 
And  all  the  good  we  thought  to  gain. 
Deceive  and  prove  but  care. 

3  It  may  be  it  shall  darkly  blend 

Our  love  with  anxious  fears, 
And  snatch  away  the  valued  friend, 
The  tried  of  many  years. 

4  It  may  be  it  shall  bring  us  days 

And  nights  ot  lingering  pain  ; 
And  bid  us  take  a  farewell  gaze 

Of  these  loved  haunts  of  men. 

5  But  calmly,  Lord,  on  thee  we  rest  ; 

No  fears  our  trust  shall  move  ; 
Thou  knowest  what  for  each  is  best, 
And  thou  art  Perfect  Love. 


C.  M 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


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1286  Close  of  the  Year.  CM. 
1  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name  ! 

And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

t  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  whate'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

3  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
The  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings  ! 

4  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet,  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

5  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ! 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

1287  Close  of  the  Year.  C  M. 
1  Awake,  ye  saints  !  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  raise  your  voices  high  : 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

■j  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 
Each  moment  brings  it  near  : 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature  !  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  powers  !  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

1288  New  Year's  Hymn.  II,  5- 
1  Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear. 

b  His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfill, 
And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 
3  Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  our  time  as  a  stream 
Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
t,  The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone  ; 
The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 


5  Oh,  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may 

say, 

kk  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me 
to  do." 

6  Oh,  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the 

glad  word, 
4i  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into    my    joy,  and   sit  down  on    my 
throne." 

1289  1  Chron.  29  :  10-13.  >  7' 

1  Blest  be  thou,  O  God  of  Israel, 

Thou,  our  Father,  and  our  Lord  ! 
Blest  thy  majesty  for  ever  ! 
Ever  be  thy  name  adored. 

2  Thine,  O  Lord,  are  power  and  greatness, 

Glory,  victory,  are  thine  own  ; 

All  is  thine  in  earth  and  heaven, 

Over  all  thy  boundless  throne. 

3  Riches  come  of  thee,  and  honor, 

Power  and  might  to  thee  belong  ; 
Thine  it  is  to  make  us  prosper, 
Only  thine  to  make  us  strong. 

4  Lord,  to  thee,  thou  God  of  mercy, 

Hymns  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 

To  thy  name,  for  ever  glorious, 

Ever  we  address  our  praise  ! 

1290  Public  Fast.  8,  7.  D 

1  Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations  ! 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies. 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications, 

Now  tor  their  deliverance  rise  ; — 
Lo  !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

In  thy  holy  place  we  bend  ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning  ; 

Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

2  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding, 

Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all  ; 
Let  that  mercy  vail  transgression, 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface  ; 
Save  thy  people  from  oppression. 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 

1291  National  Song.  6.   4 
1  My  country  !  'tis  of  thee, 

Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing  ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died  ! 
Land  of  the  Pilgrims'  pride  ! 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring  ! 


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2  My  native  country,  thee— 
Land  of  the  noble  free— 

Thy  name — I  love  ; 
1  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  : 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song  : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God  !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing  : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King  ! 

1292  Forefathers"  Day.  L.  M. 

1  O  God,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 

Our  exiled  fathers  crossed  the  sea, 
And  when  they  trod  the  wintry  strand, 
With  prayer  and  psalm  they  worshiped  thee. 

2  Thou  heardst,  well    pleased,    the  song,  the 

prayer — 
Thy  blessing  came  ;  and  still  its  power 
Shall  onward  through  all  ages  bear 
The  memory  of  that  holy  hour. 

3  What  change!  through  pathless  wilds  no  more 

The  fierce  and  naked  savage  roams  ; 
Sweet  praise,  along  the  cultured  shore, 
Breaks  from  ten  thousand  happy  homes. 

4  Laws,  freedom,  truth,  and  faith  in  God 

Came  with  those  exiles  o'er  the  waves, 
And  where  their  pilgrim  feet  have  trod, 
The  God  they  trusted  guards  their  graves. 

5  And  here  thy  name,  O  God  of  love, 

Their  children's  children  shall  adore, 
Till  these  eternal  hills  remove, 
And  spring  adorns  the  earth  no  more. 


1293  The  New  Year.  L.  M 

1  Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


1294 


The  New  Year. 


L  M 


1  Our  Helper,  God  !  we  bless  thy  name, 
Whose  love  for  ever  is  the  same  ; 
The  tokens  of  thy  gracious  care 
Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  thine  arm  has  led  us  on  ; 
Thus  far  we  make  thy  mercy  known  ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls,  on  Jordan's  shore. 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more  ; 
Then  bear  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love 


DOXOLOGIES. 


1  L.  M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ! 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ! 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

2  L.  M.  61. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one. 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 
As  was  through  ages  heretofore, 
Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

3  L.  M.  D. 

Eternal  Father,  throned  above. 
Thou  fountain  of  redeeming  love  ! 
Eternal  Word  !  who  left  thy  throne 
For  man's  rebellion  to  atone  ; 
Eternal  Spirit,  who  dost  give 
That  grace  whereby  our  spirits  live  : 
Thou  God  of  our  salvation,  be 
Eternal  praises  paid  to  thee  ! 

4  C.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

5  C.  M. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

6  **  C.  M.  D. 

The  God  of  mercy  be  adored, 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 

Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word 
And  new-creating  breath  ; 


To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Spirit  all-divine,— 

The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one- 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

7  S.  M. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Sea, 
And  bless  the  Spirit,  too. 

8  S.  M. 
The  Father  and  the  Son 

And  Spirit  we  adore  ; 
We  praise,  we-bless,  we  worship  thee. 
Both  now  and  evermore  ! 

9  H.  M. 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 

Your  highest  honors  raise  ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son  ; 
To  God,  the  Spirit,  praise  ; 
With  all  our  powers,  Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 

10  7- 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host- 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


11 


7.61. 


Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenlv  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 


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DOXOLOGIES. 


12  7.  D. 

Praise  our  glorious  King  and  Lord, 
Angels  waiting  on  his  word, 
Saints  that  walk  with  him  in  white, 
Pilgrims  walking  in  his  light : 
Glory  to  the  Eternal  One, 
Glory  to  his  only  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Spirit  be 
Now,  and  through  eternity. 


13 


C.  P.  M. 


To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below  ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 

14  8,  7. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise, 

As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 


15 


8,  7.  61. 


Praise  and  honor  to  the  Father, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Son, 

Praise  and  honor  to  the  Spirit, 
Ever  Three  and  ever  One, 

One  in  might,  and  one  in  glory. 
While  eternal  ages  run. 

16  8,  7.  D. 
Praise  the  God  of  all  creation  ; 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love  : 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation, 

Priest  and  King  enthroned  above  . 
Praise  the  Fountain  of  Salvation, 

Him  by  whom  our  spirits  live  : 
Undivided  adoration 

To  the  one  Jehovah  give. 

17  8,  7,  4- 

Gi.ory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Spirit, 

Glory  to  the  Three  in  One  ; 
Hallelujah  ! 

God,  the  Lord  is  God  alone. 

18  8,  7,  4. 
Great  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, 

God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  ; 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 


19 


10. 


To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
Eternal  praise  and  worship  be  addressed  ; 
From  age  to  age,  ye  saints,  his  name  adore, 
And  spread  his  fame,  till  time  shall  be  no  more 


20 


6.  D. 


To  Father  and  to  Son, 

And,  Holy  Ghost !  to  thee, 
Eternal  Three  in  One  ! 

Eternal  glory  be  ; 
As  hath  been,  and  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore  : 
Before  thy  throne  we  bow, 

And  thee,  our  God,  adore. 


21 


7>  6.      Iambic. 


To  thee  be  praise  for  ever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sings  : 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Ot  thy  redeeming  love. 


22 


7«  6.     Trochaic. 


Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host 

To  praise  thee  evermore  : 
Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

All  glory  be  to  thee  ! 


23 


11,  or  5.  6. 


O  Father  Almighty,  to  thee  be  addressed 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever  blest. 
All  glory  and  worship,  from  earth  and  from 

heaven, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given 


24 


6,4. 


To  God— the  Father,  Son,  ^ 

And  Spirit— Three  in  One, 
All  praise  be  given  ! 

Crown  him  in  every  song  ; 

To  him  your  hearts  belong  ; 

Let  all  his  praise  prolong- 
On  earth,  in  heaven. 


CHANTS  AND  OCCASIONAL  PIECES. 


TE   DEUM    LAUDAMUS. 


i  We  praise  thee,  I  O  —  |  God  ;  |  we  acknowledge  |  thee  to  |  be  the  |  Lord.  | 
All  tne  earth  dotn  |  worship  |  thee,  1  the  Father  |  ever-  |  last |  ing.  | 

3  To  thee  all  angels  |  cry  a-  |  loud,  5  the  heavens,  and  J  all  the  |  powers  there-  \  in.  J 
To  thee  cherubim  and  seraphim,  con-  |  tinuallydo  |  cry,  \  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  |  God  of 
|  Saba-  |  olh  ;  | 

3  Heaven  and   earth  are  full  of  the  majesty  |  of  thy  |  glory.  I  The  glorious  company   of  the 

apostles  praise  thee.    The  goodly  fellowship  of  the  J  prophets  |  praise  —  |  thee.  I 
The  noble  army  of  martyrs  I  praise  —  |  thee,  i  The  holy  church  throughout  all  the  |  world- 
doth  ac-  |  knowledge  |  tnee,  H 

4  The  Father,  of  an  |  infi-,#nite  |  majesty  ;  {  thine  adorable,  ]  true  and  |  only  I  Son  ;  \ 

Also  the  Holy  |  Ghost,  the  |  Comforter.  j|  Thou  art  the  King  of  glory,  O  Christ,  thou  art  the 
everlasting  |  Son*  •  of  the  |  Fa |  ther.  | 

5  When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  de-  I  liver  |  man,  |  thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  |  born  —  | 

of  a  |  virgin.  | 
When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  |  sharpness*  "of  |  death,  |  thou  didst  open  the   kingdom   of  | 
heaven*  *to  |  all  be-  |  lievers.  j 

6  Thou  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  God,  in  the  |  glory  *of  the  |  Father.  |  We  believe  that  thoi 

shalt  |  come  to  |  be  our  |  judge. 
We  therefore  pray  thee,  |  help  thy  |  servants,  I  whom  thou  hast  redeemed  |  with  thy  |  precious  | 
blood.  | 

7  Make  them  to  be  numbered  |  with  thy  |  saints,  1  in  |  glory  |  ever-  |  lasting.  \ 

O  Lord,  save  thy  people,  and  |  bless  thine  |  heritage  •  ||  govern  them  and  |  lift  them  |  up  foi-  | 
ever.  | 

8  Day  by  day  we  j  magni-**fy  |  thee  ;  I  and  we  worship  thy  name  ever,  |  world  with-  |  out  — 

end.  | 
Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  to  keep  us  this  |  day  with-out  |  sin  ;  |  O  Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  have 
mer-cy  up-  |  on —  |  us.  J 

9  O  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  |  be  up-  |  on  us,  |  as  our  |  trust—  |  is  in  |  thee.  | 

O  Lord,  in  |  thee* 'have  1  |  trusted  ;  I  let  me  |  never  |  be  con-  |  founded.  J  A-  |  men.  | 

2  part  i.  GLORIA   IN    EXCELSIS. 

Glory  be  to  |  God  on  I  high,  |  and  on  earth  |  peace,  good-  |  will* 'towards  |  men.  > 
We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  |  worship  |  thee,  U  we  glorify  thee,  we  give  tha  \ks  to  thee  ' 
for  thy  |  great—  |  glory.  | 

PART  II. 


O  Lord  God,  |  heavenly  |  King,  1  God  the  |  Father  |  Al |  mighty  !  | 

O  Lord,  the  only-begotten  Son  |  Jesus  I  Christ,  | 

O  Lord  God,  Lamb  of  God,  j  Son-   of  the  ]  Fa-—  |  ther.  | 


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CHANTS  AMD  OCCASIONAL  PIECES. 


PART  III. 
That  takest  away  the  |  sins"  of  the  |  world,  |  have  mercy  up-  |  on —  |  us.  | 
Thou  that  takest  away  the  I  sins*  -of  the  I  world,  ||  have  mercy  up-  |  on —  |  us.  | 
Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins"of  the  |  world,  ||  receive  I  our—  |  prayer.  | 
Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  |  God  the  |  Father,  U  have  mercy  up-  |  on—  |  us.  | 

PART  I. 
For  thou  only  |  art —  |  holy,  fi  thou  |  only  I  art  the  |  Lord.  | 

Thou  only,   O  Christ,  with  the  j  Holy  [Ghost,  ||   art  most  high  in    the  |  glory  "of  I  God  the  | 
Father.  |  A-men.  fl 


3 


PSALM    23. 


1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd  ;  I  |  shall  not  |  want.  U  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures ; 

he  leadeth  me  beside  the  |  still —  |  waters.  || 
a  He  restoreth  my  soul ;  he  leadeth  me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for  his  |  name's—  |  sake;  1 

Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the  shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil:  for  thou 

art  with  me  ;  thy  rod  and  thy  staff  |  they—  |  comfort  me.  || 
3  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the  presence  of  mine  enemies,  thou  anointest  my  head 

with  oil :  my  |  cup*  -runneth  |  over.  ||  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all  the  days 

of  my  life  ;  and  I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  |  Lord,  for  |  ever.  ||  A-  j  men.  \ 


4  MATTHEW  11. 

1  Come  unto  me  all  ye  that  labor  and  are  heavy  || 
laden,  ||  and  |  I  will  |  give  you  rest. 

2  Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me: 
for  I  am  meek  and  |  lowly -in  |  heart:  |  and 
ye  shall  rind  |  resfunto  |  your —   |  souls. 

3  For  my  yoke  is  easy,  and  my  |  burden — is  | 
light,  ||  for  my  yoke  is  easy,  |  and  my  j  burden 
•  -is  I  light. 

4  And  the  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  come.  And 
let  him  that  |  heareth*  'say,  |  come.  ||  And  let 
him  that  is  athirst  come  ;  and  whosoever  will, 
let  him  take  the  |  water*  •  of  |  life — |  freely. 
A-  I  men. 

5  PSALM  1. 

1  Blessed  is  the  man  that  walketh  not  in  the 
counsel  |  of  the"un-  |  godly,  J|  norstandeth  in 
the  way  of  sinners,  norsittethin  the  |  seat —  | 
of  the  [scornful. 

2  But  his  delight  is  in  the  |  law  of  the  |  Lord  ;  || 
and  in  his  law  doth  he  [  meditate  |  day  and 
night. 

3  And  he  shall  be  like  a  tree  planted  bv  the  I 
rivers" of  I  water,  II  that  bringeth  forth  his  | 
fruits—  I  in  his  |  season  ; 

4  His  leaf  also  |  shall  not  |  wither:  H  and  what- 
so-  I  ever  he  |  doeth  shall  |  prosper. 

5  The  ungodly  |  are  not  |  so  :  'j  but  are  like  the 
<  hall  which  the  |  wind —  |  driveth"a-  |  way. 

6  Therefore  the  ungodly  shall  not  |  stand- -in 
the  I  judgment.  [  JNor  sinners  in  the  congre-  | 
gation  I  of  the  |  righteous: 


7  For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  |  way  of  the  | 
righteous :  ||  but  the  way  of  the  ungodly  | 
shall  I  perish. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  ] 
and  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  1 
shall  be,  0  wrorld  |  without  |  end.    A-  |  men. 

6  PSALM  8. 

1  O  Lord,  our  Lord  !  how  excellent  is  thy 
name  in  [  all  the  |  earth,  ||  who  hast  set  thy  [ 
glory  *a-  |  bove  the  |  heavens  ! 

2  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings  hast 
thou  ordained  strength  be-  j  cause  of'  -thine  | 
enemies,  J  that  thou  mightest  still  the  |  ene- 
my I  and  "the  a-  |  venger. 

3  When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the  |  work  of 
••thy  I  fingers,  fl  the  moon  and  the  stars,  | 
which  thou  |  hast  or-  |  dained  ; 

4  What  is  man  that  thou  art  |  mindful  |  of  him?  ] 
and  the  son  of  man  |  that  thou  |  visit-est  | 
him  ? 

5  For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  lower  than 
the  I  angels,  ||  and  hast  crowned  him  with  | 
glory  "and  j  honor. 

6  Thou  madest  him  to  have  dominion  over  the  I 
works* -of  thy  |  hands  ;  |  thou  hast  put  |  all 
things  I  under- -his  |  feet: 

7  All  sheep  and  oxen,  vea,  and  the  beasts  of 
the  field  ;  the  fowl  of  the  air,  and  the  |  fish" 
of     the  I  sea,  1  and     whatsoever     passeth  | 
through  the  |  paths"  of  the  |  seas. 

8  O  I  Lord,  our  |  Lord  !  H  how  excellent  is  thy  I 
name  in  |  all  the  |  earth  ! 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  etc. 


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7  PSALM  100. 

x  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  I  all  ye  | 

lands !    |   Serve    the   Lord   with    gladness : 

come  before  his  |  presence  |  with —  |  singing, 
a  Know  ye  that  the  Lord  |  he  is  |  God  :  I  It  is 

he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we  ourselves  ; 

we  are  his  people,  j  and  the  j  sheep*  -of  his  | 

pasture. 

3  Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and 
into  his  j  courts  with  ,'  praise :  ||  Be  thankful 
unto  him,  and  |  bless  —  |  his  —  name. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  good;  his  mercy  is  |  everlast- 
ing j  I  And  his  truth  endureth  to  all  —  |  gen- 
erations. Glory,  etc. 


8 


PSALM  103  :   1-8,  19-22. 


t  Bless  the  Lord,  f  O  my  |  soul  !  ij  And,  all  that 
is  within  me  !  |  bless  his  |  holy  J  name. 

2  Bless  the  Lord,  |  O  my  soul  !  |  And  forget 
not  I  all  his  |  benefits  : 

3  Who  forgiveth  all  |  thine  in-  |  iquities  ;  | 
Who  I  healeth**all  |  thy  dis-  |  eases  ; 

4  Who  redeemeth  thy  life  from  de-istruction  ;  1 
Who  crowneth  thee  with  loving  |  kindness*  ■ 
and  I  tender  |  mercies; 

i,  Who  satisfieth  thy  mouth  with  |  good —  I 
things ;  ii  So  that  thy  youth  is  re-  |  newed  | 
like  the  j  eagle's. 

6  The  Lord  executeth  righteous-  }  ness  and 
judgment  |  For  |  all  that  j  are  op-  |  pressed  ; 

7  He  made  known  his  ways  |  unto  |  Moses,  | 
His  acts  unto  the  |  children*  -of  |  Isra-  |  el. 

8  The  Lord  is  merci |  ful  and  |  gracious,  |1 

Slow  to  anger,  and  |  plenteous  \  in —  I  mercy. 

9  The  Lord  hath  prepared  his  |  throne*  *  in 
the  I  heavens  ;  U  And  nis  kingdom  |  ruleth  | 
over  I  all. 

10  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels,  that  ex-  ]  eel 
in  I  strength,  j  That  do  his  commandments, 
hearkening  unto  the  |  voice  of  |  his —  |  word  ! 

11  Bless  ye  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  his  |  hosts !  H  Ye 
ministers  of  |  his,  that  |  do  his  |  plea-  |  sure  ! 

12  Bless  the  Lord,  all  his  works  !  in  all  places 
of  I  his  do-  I  minion  :  S  Bless  the  |  Lord,  | 
O  — my  I  soul !  Glory,  etc. 

9  PSALM  96. 

1  Oh,  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  |  new—  |  song  :  | 
Sing  unto  the  |  Lord,—  |  all  the  |  earth. 

2  Sing  unto  the  Lord,  |  bless  his  |  name  ;  J 
Shew  forth  his  sal-  |  vation*  -from  |  day  to  | 
day. 


3  Give  unto  the  Lord,  O  ye  kindreds  |  of  the  | 
people,  I  Give  unto  the  |  Lord —  |  glory 
and  I  strength. 

4  Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glorv  due  un-  |  to 
his  I  name  :  Bring  an  offering,  and  |  come 
in-  j  to  his  |  courts. 

5  Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty*  *of| 
holiness:  ||  Fear  be-  1  fore  him,    all  the  i  earth. 

6  Say  among  the  heathen  that  the  |  Lord —  | 
reigneth  :  ij  The  world  also  shall  be  estab- 
lished that  it  shall  not  be  moved  ;  he  shall 
judge  the  |  people  |  righteous-  |  ly. 

7  Let  the  heavens  rejoice,  and  let  the  |  earth 
be  I  glad  ;  U  Let  the  sea  |  roar,*  •  and  the  | 
fullness* 'there-  |  of. 

8  Let  the  field  be  joyful,  and  all  that  |  is 
there-  |  in :  |  Then  shall  all  the  trees  of  the 
wood  re-  j  joice  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord. 

9  For  I  he —  |  cometh,  J  For  he  |  cometh**to  | 
judge  the  |  earth  : 

10  He  shall  judge  the  world  with  |  righteous-  | 
ness,  I  And  the  |  people  |  with  his  truth 
Glory,  etc. 

10  PSALM   95. 

1  Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  un-  |  to  the  |  Lord  ;  | 
Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  \  strength  of  | 
our  sal-  I  vation.  || 

2  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  |  with 
thanks-  |  giving  ;  I  And  show  ourselves  | 
glad  in  |  him  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great —  |  God  ;  1  And  a 
great  |  King  a-  |  bove  all  |  gods. 

4  In  his  hands  are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  I 
earth  ;  |  And  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  | 
his — ]  also. 

5  The  sea  is  his,  |  and  he  |  made  it ;  J  And  his 
hands  pre-  |  pared  the  |  dry  —  |  laud. 

6  Oh,  come,  let  us  worship,  |  and  fall  I  down,  | 
And  kneel  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord  our  j  Maker  : 

7  For  he  is  the  I  Lord  our  |  God  ;  |  And  we  are 
the  people  of  his  pasture  and  the  |  sheep  of  | 
his  —  I  hand. 

8  Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  of  I 
holiness  •  |  Let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  in  | 
awe  of  I  him  : 

9  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  the  | 
earth  ;  |  And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the 
world,  and  the  |  peo-ple  |  with  his  j  truth- 
Glory  be  to  the,  etc. 


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270 

11  PSALM  84. 

1  How  amiable  are  thy  |  tab-er-  |  nacles,  0  O  | 
Lord—  1  of—  1  hosts!  U 

2  My  soul  longeth,  yea  even  fainteth,  for  the  i 
courts*  *of  the  |  Lord;  ||  my  heart  and  my 
flesh  crieth  out  |  for- -the  |  living  |  God. 

3  Yea,  the  sparrow  hath  found  her  an  house, 
and  the  swallow  a  nest  for  herself,  where  she 
may  |  layher  |  young,  |  even  thine  altars, 
O  Lord  of  hosts!  my  |  King—  i  and" my  I 
God.  I 

4  Blessed  are  they  that  |  dwell  in  ■  *  thy  1 
house  ;  I  they  will  be  |  still —  |  prais-ing  j 
thee. 

5  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  |  strength*  *is  in  I 
thee,  I  in  whose  heart  j  are"  the  |  ways*  •  of  | 
them,  I 

6  Who  passing  through  the  valley  of  Baca  | 
make*  *it  a  |  well ;  U  the  rain  |  al-so  |  filleth** 
the  I  pools. 


7  They  go  from  |  strength  ■  *  to  |  strengtn  ;  | 
every  one  of  them  in  Zion  ap-  j  pearctir  * 
be-  I  fore —  |  God.  I 

8  O  Lord  of  hosts  !  |  hear*  •  my  |  prayer  •  |  give 
ear,  j  O— |  God*  *  of  |  Jacob  ! 

9  Behold,  O  |  God  •■  our  |  shield !  \  and  look 
upon  the  |  face*  *ot  thine*  *an-  |  ointed.  | 

10  For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  better  |  than*  *a  | 
thousand  ;  |  I  had  rather  be  a  doorkeeper  in 
the  house  of  God  than  to  dwell  in  the  |  tents*  * 
of  I  wick-ed-  |  ness. 

11  For  the  Lord  God  is  a  |  sun*  •  and  |  shield  ;  | 
the  Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory  ;  no  good 
thing  will  he  withhold  from  |  them  **  that  | 
walk*  •  up-  I  rightly.  | 

12  O  I  Lord* -of  hosts!  H  blessed  is  the  |  man* 
that  I  trusteth**in  |  thee. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  etc. 


12  PSALM  90. 

x  Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  |  dwelling-  |  place,  I  In  |  all—  |  gener-  |  ations. 

2  Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  |  earth*  *  and  the  1 

world,  1  Even  from  everlasting  to  ever-  |  lasting,  |  thou  art  |  God. 

3  Thou  turnest  man  |  to  de-  |  struction  ;  ]  And  sayest,  Re-  |  turn,  ye  |  children*  *of|  men. 

4  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  but  as  yesterday,  |  when*  *  it  is  |  past,  |  And  as  a  | 

watch  —  j  in  the  |  night. 

5  Thou  earnest  them  away  as  with  a  flood  ;  they  are  |  as  a  |  sleep :  1  In  the  morning  they  are 

like  I  grass  which  |  groweth  |  up. 

6  In  the  morning  it  flourisheth,  and  j  groweth  |  up  ;   |   In  the  evening  it  is  cut  |  down,  and  | 

wither-  |  eth. 

7  For  we  are  consumed  |  by  thine  |  anger,  3  And  by  thy  |  wrath —  |  are  we  |  troubled. 

8  Thou  hast  set  our  iniquities  |  before  |  thee,  G  Our  secret  sins  in  the  |  light*  *  of  thy  |  counte    | 

nance. 

9  For  all  our  days  are  passed  away  |  in  thy  |  wrath :  |  We  spend  our  years  as  a  |  tale  —  |  that 

is  I  told. 

10  The  days  of  our  years  are  three-score  years  and  ten  ;  and  if  by  reason  of  strength  they  be  I 

four-score  |  years,  I  Yet  is  their  strength  labor  and  sorrow  ;  for  it  is  soon  cut  off,  |  and  we  | 
fly  a-  I  way. 

11  Who  knoweth  the  power  |  of  thine  |  anger?  {  Even  according  to   thy   fear,  |  so  —  |  is  thy  I 

wrath. 

12  So  teach  us  to  |  number*  *our  |  days,  |  That  we  may  apply  our  |  hearts—  |  unto  |  wisdom. 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  etc. 


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13  PSALM    130. 

1  Out  of  the  |  depths  I  Have  I  cried  unto  thee,  O  I  Lord.  | 

2  Lord,  hear  my  |  voice :  |  Let  thine  ears  be  attentive  to  the  voice  of  my  suppli-  |  cations.  | 

3  If  thou,  Lord,  shouldst  mark  in-  |  iquities,  ]  O  Lord,  who  shall  |  stand?  | 

4  But  there  is  forgiveness  with  |  thee,  |  That  thou  mayst  be  |  feared.  | 

5  I  wait  for  the  Lord,  my  soul  doth  |  wait,  1  And  in  his  word  do  I  |  hope.  | 

6  My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  more  than  they  that  watch  for  the  |  morning  ;  \  I  say,  more  than 

they  that  watch  for  the  |  morning.  I 

7  Let  Israel  hope  in  the  |  Lord :  I  For  with  the  Lord  there  is  mercy,  and  with  him  is  pleuteous 

re-  I  demption.  | 

8  And  he  shall  redeem  |  Israel  |  From  all  his  in-  |  iquities.  I 

14  REVELATION    4. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy,  |  Lord*  -God  Al-  |  mighty !  1  which  was,  and  |  is,  and  1  is  to  |  come. 

2  Thou  art  worthy,  O  Lord,  to  receive  glory,  and  I  honor-  •  and  |  power  ;  1  for  thou  hast  created 

all  things,  and  for  thy  pleasure  they  |  are  and  |  were  ere-  |  ated. 

3  Worthy  is  the   Lamb  |  that  was  |  slain,  \   to   receive  power,   and   riches,  and   wisdom,   and 

strength,  and  |  honor,* -and  |  glory,- -and  |  blessing. 

4  Blessing,  and  honor,  and  |  glory,- -and  |  power,  J  be  unto  him  that  sitteth  upon  the  throne,  and 

unto  the  |  Lamb  for-  |  ever- -and  |  ever. 

15  FUNEREAL. 

1  Blessed  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the  |  Lord  from  |  henceforth  :  |  Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that 
they  may  rest  from  their  labors  ;  and  their  |  works  do  |  follow  |  them. 

3  Blessed  and  holy  is  he  that  hath  part  in  the  first  resurrection  :  on  such  the  second  death  I  hath 
no  I  power ;  J  but  they  shall  be  priests  of  God  and  of  Christ,  and  shall  reign  with  |  him  a  | 
thousand  |  years. 

3  Unto  him  that  loved  us,  and  washed  us  from  our  sins  in  |  his  own  |  blood,  I  and  hath  made  us 
kings  and  priests  to  God  and  his  Father  ;  to  him  be  glory  and  do-  |  minion-  -for-  |  ever  and  | 
ever 

16  FUNEREAL. 

1  Blessed  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the  I  Lord  from  |  henceforth  ;  I  Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that 

they  may  rest  from  their  labors,  |  and  their  |  works  do  |  follow  them. 

2  Our  days  on  earth  are  as  a  shadow,  and  there  is  |  none  a-  |  biding  ;  |  we  are  but  of  yesterday  ; 

there  is  but  a  |  step-  -between  |  us  and  j  death  ; 

3  Man's  days  are  as  grass  :  as  a  flower  of  the  field  |  so  he  |  flourisheth  ;  |  he  appeareth  for  a  little 

time,  then  |  vanish-eth  |  a |  way. 

4  Watch  !  for  ye  know  not  what  hour  vour  |  Lord  doth  |  come  ;  |  Be  ye  also  ready  ;  for  in  such 

an  hour  as  ye  think  not,  the  |  Son  o'f  |  Man  —  |  cometh. 

5  It  is  the  Lord  ;  let  him  do  what  |  seemetlr-him  |  good  ;  \  The  Lord  gave,  and  the  Lord  hath 

taken  away,  and  blessed  be  the  |  name  —  |  of  the  \  Lord. 

6  Blessed  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the  |  Lord  from  |  henceforth  ;  I  Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that  they 

may  rest  from  their  labors,  |  and  their  |  works  do  |  follow  them. 


272  CHANTS  AND  OCCASIONAL  PIECES. 

17  BAPTISMAL. 

i  Thus  saith  the  Lord  that  made  thee,  and  formed  thee,  |  who  will  |  help  thee,  | 
Fear  not,  O  Jacob  my  servant,  and  |  Israel* -whom  |  I  have  |  chosen. 

2  The  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlasting  to  everlasting  upon  |  them  that  1  fear  him.  | 

And  his  righteousness  |  unto  |  children  s  |  children. 

3  To  such  as  |  keep  his  |  covenant :  1 

And  to  them  that  remember  his  com-  |  mand-*  *ments  to  |  do —  |  them. 

4  One  shall  say,  I  am  the  Lord's  ;  and  another  shall  call  himself  by  the  |  name  of  |  Jacob  ;  H 

And  another  shall  subscribe  with  his  hand  to  the  Lord,  and  surname  himself  |  by  the  |  name 
of  |  Israel. 

5  Doubtless  thou  art  our  Father,  though  Abraham  be  ignorant  of  us,  and  Israel  ac-  |  knowl- 

edge* *us  |  not.  H 
Thou,  O  Lord,  art  our  Father,  our  Redeemer  ;  from  ever-  |  lasting  |  is  thy  |  name. 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  etc. 

18  BAPTISMAL. 

Before  the  Administration. 
i  And  Jesus  said,  Suffer  little  children,  and  forbid  them  not  to  |  come" unto  |  me  ;  | 
For  of  |  such*  "is  the  |  kingdom*  *  of  |  heaven. 

2  He  shall  feed  |  his  flock*  'like  a  |  shepherd  :  || 

He  shall  gather  the  lambs  with  his  arm  and  |  carry  *them  |  in  his  |  bosom. 

3  I  will  pour  my  Spirit  upon  thy  seed,  and  my  blessing  up-  |  on  thine  |  offspring  ;  ! 

And  they  shall  spring  up  as  among  the  grass,  as  |  willows*  *by  the  |  water —  |  courses. 

After  the  Administration. 
i  Then  will  I  sprinkle  clean  |  water*  *up-  |  on  you,  \ 
And  |  ye  shall  |  be —  |  clean  : 

2  A  new  heart  also  |  will  I  I  give  you,  || 

And  a  new  spirit  |  will  I  [put  with-  |  in  you, 

3  And  I  will  take  away  the  stony  heart  |  out  of*  *  your  |  flesh,  || 

And  I  will  give**you  a  |  heart  of  |  flesh. 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  etc. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS, 

[the  figures  refer  to  the  numbers  of  the  hymns.] 


Abba  Father,  586,  916,  909,  780,  893. 

Abiding,  Christ,  with  Believers,  361,  350,  792, 

.795  ,.838. 
Abrahamic  Covenant,  1032,  1038,  1022. 
Absence  from  God,  451,  684,  15,  1183. 
Accepted  Time,  660,  663,  646. 
Aceess  to  God,  628-644.     See  Prayer. 
Activity,  924-948,  736-791,  216. 
Adoption.  891,  586,  894,  909,  916,  918. 
Advent  of  Christ : — 

At  Birth,  461-482,  161-163,  851. 

To  Judgment,  1216-1226. 

To  Kingdom — See  Millennium. 
Advocate,  Christ  our,  541,  1070,  523, 632,  920, 624. 
Afflictions,  949-981,  664,  799,  839. 
Aged,  117,  789,  1169,  1187,  1244,  1202. 
Almost  Christian,  603,  655,  662. 
Alms,  70,  925,  936,  945,  946. 
Angels,  941.  779,  480,  832,  1018,  482. 
Ark  of  God,  727,  1078,  679. 
Ascension  of  Christ,  80,  114,  515-561. 
Ashamed  of  Jesus,  745,  1051,  1047. 
Asleep  in  Jesus,  1174.  1183,  1211. 
Assurance  : — 

Expressed,  741,  760,  922,  820,  865. 

Prayed  for,  595,  582,  596,  570,  740,  726,  728. 

Urged,  737,  755,  772,  784,  788,  790. 
Atonement : — 

Necessary,  603-621,  1072,  1089. 

Completed,  32,  147,  773,  622-644,  1049,  1072, 
1089,  1105,  674. 
Autumn,  1279,  I293i  4°7- 
Backsliding,  40,  684,  705-735. 
Baptism,  1019-1042. 

Benevolence,  70,  925,  936,  940,  948,  187. 
Bible,  377-391,  197-205,  25-29. 
Brotherly  Love,  1075,  1007-1021,  872,  882,  891,  70, 

223,  224. 
Burial,— See  Death  and  Heaven. 

A  Brother,  1170,  1173, 1205. 

A  Child,  1176,  11S1,  1200,  1203. 


A  Friend,  1201,  1205,  967,  983. 

A  Pastor,  1190,  1194,  1170. 

A  Sister,  969,  976,  962,  967. 
Calmness,  874-877,  221. 
Calvary,  1082,  503,  1060,  1110. 
Cares,  753,  764,  768,  785,  790,  972,  980. 
Charity,  872,  880,  882,  19,  20,  892. 
Cheerfulness,  519,  803,  820,  837,  922,  1109,  885. 

See  Joy. 
Children,  1019-1042,  237,  205. 
Child-like  spirit,  221,  855,  698,  876. 
Christ  :— 

Advent  at  Birth,  461-482,  163. 

Advocate,  249,  523,  632,  1070,  624. 

Ascension,  44,  80,  114,  515-561. 

Captain  of  Salvation,  736,  783,  770,  786. 

Character,  483-499,  74-77. 

Corner-stone,  195,  257,  337,  998,  1001,  1002. 

Crucifixion,  501-513,  1060,  1106. 

Desire  of  Nations,  1115,  1136,  1146,   1150 
1156,  1220-1223. 

Divinity,  424,  551,  447,  463-465,  470,  471,  476 

Example,  483-489,  864,  856,  184. 

Friend,  804,  808,  814,  823,  843,  820. 

Hiding-place,  638,  905,  907,  513. 

Humanity,  299,  463',  969,  864,  483-499. 

Immanuel,  464,  470,  794,  812,  859. 

King,  516,  537,  547,  553,  74-77. 

Lamb,  513,  536,  561,  621,  529,  678,  710,  1044, 
1086. 

Life,  Incidents  of,  483-489. 

Lord  our  Righteousness,  865,  1049,  621,  626, 
640,  611,  687,  920. 

Love,  485,  490,  510,  511,  543,  558. 

Mediator,  1106,  541,  613,  621,  632. 

Priest,  185,  541,  523,  544,  634,  299. 

Prince  ot  Glory,  502,  540,  550,  44,  45. 

Prince  of  Peace,  529,  461-466,  473. 

Prophet,  483,  487,  497,  481. 

Refuge,  638,  684,  444,  729,  735,  750,  779,  809 
907. 


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INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Resurrection  of,  515-561,  43-46. 

Rock  of  Ages,  1089,  1151,  392,  865. 

Shepherd,  33-42,  284,  769,  923,  852. 

Sufferings,  32,  115,  500-514,  920. 

Sun  of   Righteousness,    261,  289,   25,  858, 
1123. 

Way,  Truth,  and  Life,  532,  492,  773. 

Wisdom,  517,  390,  46s,  642,  436,  147. 

Word,  447,  470,  424. 
Christians  : — 

Conflicts,  705-735. 

Duties,  924-948. 

Encouragements,  734-791. 

Fellowship,  1007-1021. 

Graces,  866-893. 

Love  for  the  Saviour,  792-865. 

Privileges,  894-923. 
Church  :— 

Afflicted,  126,  73,  132,  93,  1149. 

Beloved  of  God,  77-79,  81-83,  993,  994,  149, 
226,  460. 

Institutions  of,  984-1006,  81-83. 

Missions  and  Progress  of,  1111-1168,   112, 
iiQ-123,  170. 

Ordinances  of,  1022-1110. 

Revival  of,  219,  1123,  1127,  1132,  1154,  1163, 
576,  590- . 

Triumph  of,  81-83,  112,  119-123,  169,  1143, 
1166,  993. 

Unity  ot,  1001,  1004,  1007-1021. 

Uniting  with, — See  Lord's  Supper. 
Close  of  Worship,  343-376. 
Comforter — See  Holy  Spirit. 
Communion  of  Christians  : — 

With  each  other — See  Fellowship. 

With  God,  296-323,  1020,  1045-1110,  846. 
Communion  of  Saints,  1001,  1014,  1017,  536,  333, 

1075,  1 102. 
Completeness  in  Christ,  897,  741,  788. 
Confession,  58. — See  Repentance. 
Confidence,  632,  737,  760,  769,  790,  865. 
Conflict  with  Sin,  705-735,  4,  65. 
Conformity  to  Christ,  483-499,  720,  822,  873,  856. 
Conscience.  895,  612,  614,  621. 
Consecration  : — 

Of  Possessions,  936,  939,  1090. 

Of  Self,  1090,  192,  931,  502,  726,  701,  678-704. 
Consistency,  1,  19,  46,  483-499,  873. 
( ,'onsolations— See  Afflictions. 
Constancy,  745,  765,  769,  780,  791. 
(Ontcntment,  38,  868,  221,  856,  874,  898,  922. 
Conversion-  Sc-c  Regeneration* 
(  onviction— See  Law. 
(  <»i  ner-stone,  195,  257,  337,  998,  1002. 
(  ourage,  736-791,  942. 
<  ovenant,  740,  910,  918,  908,  789. 
(   nation,  9,  10,  25,  27,  59,  177,  391,  406,  417,  436. 
Cross : — 

Bearing,  746,  748,  488,  491,  744,  780,  1103. 
Glorying  in,  1105,  1103,  644,  502,  773,  780. 


Salvation  by,  644,  509,  512,  628,  634,  637,  641 
644. 
Crucifixion  of  Christ,  501-513. 
Death,  1169-1206,  66,  67,  152-154. 
Decrees,  394,  398,  401,  402,  415. 
Dedication  : — 

Of  Church— See  Sanctuary. 
Of  Self — See  Consecration. 
Delay,  667,  671,  665,  660,  646,  049. 
Dependence : — 

On  Providence,  789,  410,  408    432,  ^41,  444, 

448. 
On  Grace,  857,  834,  589,  608,  616,  621,  623, 
628,  639,  698. 
Depravity— See  Lost  State  0/ Man. 
Despondency,  130 — See  Encouragement. 
Devotion— See  Prayer. 
Diligence— See  Activity. 
Doubt — See  Encouragement . 
Doxologies,/rt£?  479,  480,  490-492. 
Earnestness— See  Activity. 
Earnest  of  the  Spirit,  570,  574,  582,  591,  5Q0. 
Election,  855,  394,  402,  415,  854. 
Encouragements,  101,  736-791. 
Energy— See  Activity. 
Eternity,  1185,  1198,  1183,  1224. 
Evening,  5,  344,  350,  352,  354,  356,  359,  364,  3/*, 

376. 
Exaltation  of  Christ,  515-561. 
Example  : — 

Ot  Christ,  184,  483-489,  856,  864. 
Of  Christians,  1013,  873,  891,  489. 
Faint-heartedness,  37 — See  Encouragements. 
Faith  : — See  Confidence  and  Trust. 

Gift  of  God,  885,  759,  566,  577,  589,  735,  639, 

640. 
Instrument  in  Justification,  662,  621,  889,  891, 

918,  609,  637. 
Power  of,  865,  867,  870,  887,  790,  749. 
Prayer  tor,  878,  740,  749,  758,  1242. 
Faithfulness  of  God,  14,  431,  405,  410,  440,  444, 

75o,  757.  775,789- 
Fall  ol  Man— See  Lost  State  0/ Man. 
Family,  1022,  1030,  1010,  1029. 
Fasting,  1290,  1283,  73,  126,  133. 
Father,  God  our — See  God. 
Feartulness,  736-791. 

Fellowship,  1007-1021, 1075,  872,  882,  891,  70,  221. 
Fidelity,  882,  873,  615,  871,  931. 
Forbearance  :— 

Divine,  397,  645,  649,  667,  676,  722. 
Christian,  184,  491,  875,  880,  1013. 
Forgiveness  : — 

Of  Sin,  88-90—  See  Repentance. 
<)i   Injuries,  184,  791,  489,  875,  880,  929,  1013. 
Formality,  19,  169,  655,  576,  886,  486. 
Friend,  Cluist  our,  804,  808,  486,  814,820,823, 

843. 
Friends  in  heaven-  See  l haven. 
Funeral— See  Bnriat%xA  Death, 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


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Future  Punishment,  1225,  1210,  1212,  1213,  1216, 

646. 
Gentleness,  876,  869,  880,  882,  489,  491. 
Gethsemane,  500,  504,  514. 
Glory  of  God — See  God. 
Glorying  in  the  Cross — See  Cross. 
God:— 

Attributes,  392-460,  324-342,  63. 

Being,  391,  392,  406,  415,  426. 

Benevolence,  404,  408,  410,  418,  425,  439,  448. 

Compassion,  171-176,  416,  827,  631,  510,  625, 
642. 

Condescension,  486,  9,  10,  189,  454,  377,  416, 
625,  631. 

Creator,  10,  59,  453,  25,  173,  391,  406,  417,  436. 

Eternity,  392,  152-154,  158,  4X9,  447,  458. 

Faithfulness,  405,  431,  14,  324,  410,  444,  775, 
757,  789- 

Father,  434,  624,  420,  428,  894,  910,  916,  918. 

Forbearance,  397,  645,  649,  667,  676,  722. 

Glory,  25,  27,  329,  391,  416,  399,  437,  454. 

Goodness,  404,  408,  410,  418,  425,  439,  448 

Grace,  330,  438,  440,  920,  632,  631,  626,  623, 
638,  418. 

Holiness,  433,  437,  450,  459. 

Infinity,  38b,  398,  401,  403,  429,  430. 

Jehovah,  45b,  341,  242,  396,  454. 

Justice,  327,  416,  402,  63,  331. 

Love,  456,  425,  430,  439-441,  445- 

Majesty,  332,  249,  336,  420,  422. 

Mercy,  151,  192,  394,  920,  440,  424,  739,  631. 

Mystery,  432^396,  398,  400,  403,  415,  430. 

Omnipotence,  413,  443,  444,  54,  336,  339,  214, 
158. 

Omnipresence,  393,  323,  399,  412,  427,  428, 

799; 

Omniscience,  159,  232,  421,  427,  428,  716. 
Patience,  397,  645,  649,  667,  676,  722. 
Pity,  17X-176,  510,  827,  631,  625. 
Providence,  432,  155,  339,  214,  415,  446,  408, 

400,  768. 
Saviour,  263,  552,  837,  555,  625,  639. 
Sovereignty,  166,  167,  336,  394,  401,  402,  430. 
Supremacy,  166,  328,  336,  412,  420,  249,  458. 
Trinity,  459,  395,  442,  449,  452,  455. 
Truth,  431,  405,  771,  789-791. 
Unchangeableness,  760,  757,  431,  444,  769, 

775,  H,  324,  747- 
Ln^carchableness,   396,   4.32,   398,  400,  403, 

415,  430. 
W  lsdom,  25,  436,  329,  439,  769,  377. 
Gospel— See  Atonement. 
Grace,  917,  623,  920,  840,  773,  675,  638. 
'Graces,  Christian,  866-893. 
Gratitude,  192,  866,  889,  171-175,  839,  238,  408, 

410,  438,  446. 
Grave,  1179,  1181,  1205. 
Grieving  the  Spirit,  571,  590,  647,  649,  667. 
Uiowth  in  Grace,  943,  917,  883,  879,  885,  S47,  818, 
803,  755,  487,  494- 


Guidance,  Divine,  367,  369,  954,  977,  365,  848, 

868,  769,  37. 
Happiness,  803,  820,  837,  922,  885. 
Harvest,  407,  i«79,  109. 
Hearing  the  Word,  385,  377,  390,  197-205. 
Heart  :— 

Change  of,  608,  565,  578,  588,  593. 

Deceitfulness  of,  611,  6^2,  620,  705,  712,  715, 
89. 

Searching  of,  598,  576,  710,  728,  705,  711,  733. 

Surrender  of,  700,  703,  720,  726,  681,  695,  90. 
Heaven  : — 1227-1276. 

Christ    there,   1272,   1273,   1211,   1222,   1228, 
1230, 1246. 

Friends  there,  451,  1169,  1177,   1191,   1201, 
1244,  1271. 

Home  there,  1252-1254, 1259,  ^69, 1276, 1271 , 
1191. 

Rest  there,  1188,  1192,  1232,  1234,  1239,  1256, 
1274,  1259. 
Hell — See  Future  Punishment. 
Heirship  with  Christ,  891,  894.  904,  916. 
Hiding-place — See  Christ. 
Holiness  : — 

Of  Christians,  890,  720,  822,  873,  879,  916. 

Of  God,  433,  437,  450,  459. 
Holy  Scriptures — See  Bible. 
Holy  Spirit :— 562-602. 

Divine,  562,  567,  575,  581,  594. 

Grieved,  571,  590,  647,  649,  667. 

Striving,  570,  576,  565,  647,  669. 

Witnessing,  570,  574,  582,  591,  596. 
Home— See  Fa?nily  or  Heaven. 
Home  Missions,  1124,  1127, 1133,  1134,  1138,  114*, 

1144. 
Hope  : — 

Under  Affliction,  949,  952,  956,  965,  978,  982. 

Under  Conviction,  611,  614,  621,  625,  639 
672,  710,  678. 

Under  Despondency,  950,  954,  960,  965,  972 
980,  71,  736-791. 

In   Death,   739,   22,    1172,   1182,   1199,   1204 
1211,  1235. 
Humiliation — See  Fasting. 
Humility,  221,  874-876,  869,  883. 
Immanuel — See  Christ. 
Immortality,  150,  12,11,  739,  619,  1183. 
Importunity,  317,  322,  1072,  1083. 
Imputation,  699,  513,  621,  626,  632,  687. 
Incarnation,  424,  390,  447,  464,  470,  631. 
Infants — See  Children. 
Ingratitude,  712,  716,  676,  645,  650. 
Inspiration,  202,  370,  3S8,  389,  39 j. 
Installation,  985,  997,  1005,  1112. 
Intercession  of  Christ,  299,  315,  319,  185,  523 

544,  634. 
Invitations  ot  the  Gospel,  645-676. 
Jehovah— See  Cod. 
Jews    16,  1167,  1168,  1143,  1116. 
Joining  the  Church— See  Lord's  Suf>Per. 


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INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Joy,  519,  888,  885,  837,  820,  817,  559. 

Judgment  Day,  85,  1207-1226. 

Justice — See  God. 

Justification — See  Atonement  and  Faith. 

Kindness — See  Brotherly  Lave. 

Kingdom  of  Christ : — See  Millennium. 

Prayed  for,  1128,  1136,  1150,  1153,  1159- 

Progress  of,  992,  1115,  1126,  1146,  1161. 
Labor—See  Activity. 
Lamb  of  God — See  Christ. 
Law  of  God  : — 

And  Gospel,  25-29,  200,  203,  609,  613,  621, 
634,  624. 

Conviction  under,  699,  687,  628,  616,   614, 
677-704. 
Liberality,  70,  925,  936,  940,  948,  187. 
Life  :— 

Brevity  of,  66,  1169,  1187,  1196,  1206. 

Object  of,  1177,  932,  619,  668,  392,  606. 

Solemnity  of,  152-154,  615,  1181,  665. 

Uncertainty  of,  1185,  1198,  1204,  671. 
Likeness  to  Christ — See  Conformity. 
Little  Things,  8S4,  871,  926. 
Longing  :— 

For  God,  125,  105,  281,  283,  293,  137-146. 

For  Christ,  262,  817,  799,  821,   1150,   1153, 
1211,  1220,  1223. 

For  Heaven,  1199,  800, 1183, 1193,  1238,  1264, 
1276. 
Long-suffering — See  Forbearance. 
Looking  to  Jesus,  47,  208,  824,  841,  844. 
Lord's  Day — See  Sabbath. 
Lord's  Prayer,  373. 
Lord's  Supper,  1043-1110. 
Lord  our  Righteousness — See  Christ. 
Lost  State  of  Man,  603-620,  18,  89. 
Love  : — 

Of  God— See  God. 

Of  Christ— See  Christ. 

Of  Holy  Spirit,  579,  565,  574,  586. 

For  God,  23,  124,  394,  410,  872,  451. 

For  the  Saviour,  792-865,  911. 

For  Saints,  1007-102 1 — See  Brotherly  Love. 

For  Souls,  643,  658,  928,  935,  1144. 

For  the  Church,  229,  999,  1001,  1017. 
Loving-kindness,  636,  755. 
Lukewarmness— See  Formality. 
Majesty  of  God— See  Cod. 
Man— See  Lost  State. 
Marriage,  1282,  1007. 
Martyrs,  758,  749,  1194,  947,  751. 
Mediator — See  Christ. 
Mediatorial  Reign— See  Kingdom, 
Meditation,  260,  312,  157,  298,  496,  793. 
Meekness,  876,  869,  880,  882,  489,  491. 
Mercifulness,  184,  491,  875,  880,  1013. 
Mercy-   See  Cod. 
Mercy-seat,  302,  300,  297,  310,  323. 
Millennium,    no,    i'i,   363,   993,  999,    kjoi,  1136, 
1143,  1 1 4' <,  1159,  1210   1223. 


Ministry  .-—See  Pastor. 

Commission,  984,  997,  1005,  11 12. 

Convocation,  988,  997,  1122,  1112. 

Installation,  985,  990,  1005. 

Prayer  for,  987,  990,  1127,  1112. 
Miracles,  499,  927. 
Missions,  1111-1168,  119-123. 
Missionaries,  945,  1006,  1112,  1120,  1140. 
Morning,  6,  25-27,  96,  104,  105,  183,  259,  256. 
Mortality — See  Death  and  Life. 
Mysteries  of  Providence,  432,  398,  400,  415,  430 

434,  950,  953,  4°8- 
National,  31,  1280,  1281,  1291,  1289. 
Nature,  the  Material  Universe  : — 

Beauties  of,  25-27,  391,  407,  417,  436,  380,  451. 

God  seen  in,  25,  59,  406,  416,  426,  429,  423 

Nearness : — 

To  God,  846,  799,  399,  714. 

To  Heaven,  1186,  1227,  1231,  1244. 
Needful,  One  Thing,  698,  604,  834,  645. 
New  Song,  The,  267,  333,  527,  536. 
New  Year,  1277,  1285,  1288,  1293. 
Night — See  Evening. 
Old  Age,  117,  789,  1169,  1187,  1244. 
kl  Old,  old  Story,"  131,  642,  643. 
Omnipotence — See  God. 
Omnipresence — See  God. 
Omniscience — See  God. 
Opening  of  Service,  250-342. 
Oppressed,  12,  72,  98,  106,  132,  136. 
Ordinances,  1022-1110. 
Ordination — See  Ministry. 
Orphans,  914,  925. 
Pardon — See  Forgiveness. 
Parting,  1019,  353,  362,  368,  365. 
Pastor  : — See  Ministry. 

Prayed  for,  990,  987,  1003. 

Sought,  989,  945,  1006. 

Welcomed,  985,  1005,  1112. 

Death  of — See  Burial. 
Patience,  949,  959,  968,  973,  980. 
Peace  : — 

Christian,  760,  895,  912,  914,  922 

National,  1280,  31,  101,  93,  126. 
Peace-makers,  869,  70,  234,  224. 
Penitence — See  Repent 
Pentecost,  569,  577,  580,  594,  588. 
Perseverance,  920,  918,  901,  906,  899,  903. 
Pestilence,  1283,  1290,  750. 
vl  Pilgrim  Fathers,     1292. 
Pilgrim-spirit,  822,  488,  1251,  755,  1183,  1244. 


of  Go " 


Pity  of  God,  174,  510,  625,  631,  827. 

Pleasures,  worldly,  701,  685,  603,  610,  645,  619, 

617,  649. 
Poor,  925,  930,  937,  936,  939. 
Praise,  265,  803,  772,  324-342. 
Pray*  1 ,  296-323. 
Preaching  -See  Ministry* 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


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Predestination — See  Election. 
Pride — See  Humility. 
Procrastination— See  Delay. 
Prodigal  Son,  703,  35,  40,  708,  654. 
Profession — See  Lord's  Supper. 
Progress — See  Growth  in  Grace. 
Promises,  405,  431,  726,  765,  757,  789. 
Providence — See  God. 
Purity,  890,  720,  822,  873,  879,  916. 
Punishment  of  Wicked— See  Future  Punish- 
ment. 
Race,  Christian,  743,  737,  784,  767. 
Receiving  Christ,  676-704. 
Redemption — See  Atonement. 
Refuge— See  Christ. 
Regeneration  \ — 

Necessary,  607,  608,  612,  620. 

Prayed  for,  595,  592,  598,  600,  720. 

Wrought  by  God,  608,  593,  578,  589. 
Renunciation  of  the  World,  701,  685,  610,  649. 
Repentance,  676-704,  86-90. 
Resignation,  949-983. 
Rest,  193,  1274,  1236,  1259,  1188. 
Resurrection  : — 

Of  Christ— See  Christ. 

Of  Believers,  72,  150,  1211,  739,  619,  1183, 
1199,  1177,  1205. 
Retirement— See  Meditation. 
Return  to  God,  703,  35,  40,  708,  654. 
Revival,  73,  1123,  1127,  1132,  1154,  1163,  576,  590. 
Riches,  84,  1289,  927,  939,  946. 
Righteousness,  Robe  of,  626,  632,  1049,  687,  920. 
Rock  of  Ages,  1089,  1151,  392,  735,  765,  865. 
Sabbath,  250-295,  134,  196,  210. 
Sabbath-School— See  Children. 
Sacraments,  1022-1110. 
Sailors,  182,  828,  1284,  409. 
Salvation,  147 — See  Atonement. 
Sanctihcation— See  Growth  in  Grace. 
Sanctuary  : — 

Corner-stone,  195,  257,  337,  998,  1002. 

Dedication,  222.  9.86,  991,  995. 

Love  for,  229,  268,  293,  137-146. 
Satan,  783,  734,  736,  761. 
Saviour— See  God. 
Science,  383,  389— See  Nature. 
Scriptures— See  Bible. 
Seamen,  182,  828,  1284,  409. 
Self-deception— See  Heart. 
Self-dedication— See  Consecration. 
Self-denial,  871,  603,  610,  744,  944. 
Self-examination,  50,  598,  576,  716,  728,  705,  711, 
_  ir     733- 

Self-renunciation— See  Consecration. 
Self-righteousness.  616,  621,  609,  687. 
Sensibility— See  Weeping, 
Shepherd— See  Christ. 
Sickness,  55,  56,  23,  192,  956,  17a. 
Sin  :— 

Indwelling— See  Conflict. 
18 


Original — See  Lost  State  0/ Man. 

Conviction  of— See  Law  and  Hope. 
Sincerity,  24,  20,  655,  873,  879,  886. 
Soldier,  Christian,  736,  744,  762,  770,  783. 
Soul  of  Man — See  Immortality, 
Souls,  Love  for — See  Love. 
Sovereignty — See  God. 
Spirit — See  Holy  Spirit. 
Spring,  109,  407,  451,  429. 
Star  of  Bethlehem,  467,  477. 
Steadfastness,  785,  735,  742,  747,  759,  762,  769, 

789. 
Storm,  54,  409,  423,  413,  432,  182. 
Strength,  as  days,  981,  777,  742,  717. 
Submission,  949-983. 
Summer,  407,  i8t,  418,  410. 
Sun  of  Righteousness— See  Christ. 
Sympathy— See  Brotherly  Love. 
kk  Te  Deum,"  248,  332,  420,  p.  267. 
Temperance,  934,  880,  873,  928. 
Temptation— See  Conjlict. 
Thanksgiving,  448,  171,  172,  178-181,  238,  247 
Time — See  Life. 
To-day,  663,  660,  667,  606,  1186. 
To-morrow,  665,  671,  660. 
Trials,  973,  966,  744,  753,  758,  767. 
Trinity — See  God. 
Trust:— 

In  Christ,  726,  621,  662,  639,  657,  687,  745,  57 

In  Providence,  13,  214,  57,  61,  750,  214,  779 
775.  785,  i55- 
Unbelief— See  Faith  or  Conjlict. 
Union  of  Saints  :— 

To  Christ,  835,  906,  1075,  513,  740. 

To  each  other,  1075,  1 007-1021. 

In  Heaven  and  on  Earth,  1014,  1017,  1018, 
993,  1001,  1004. 
Vows,  Christian,  95,  1033,  1062,  1061,  1088,  1090, 

1 106. 
Waiting — See  Patience. 
Wandering— See  Backsliding. 
War— See  Peace. 
Warfare,  Christian— See  Soldier. 
Warnings— See  Invitations. 
Watchfulness,  761,  738,  763,  778. 
Way  of  Salvation,  603-704. 
Wealth— See  Riches. 
Weeping^,  216,  658,  766. 
Winds,  God  in  the,  413,  412,  182. 
Winter,  423,  407,  411. 
Wisdom — See  God. 
Witness— See  Holy  Spirit. 
Word  of  God— See  Bible. 
Worldliness— Sec  Pleasures. 
Wrath — See  Future  Punishment. 
Year,  Opening  and  Closing,  1277,  1278,  1285- 

1288,  1293,  1294. 
Zeal— See  Activity. 
Z ion— See  Church. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


[the  numbers  refer  to  hymns.] 


HYMN. 

Abba,  Father,  hear  thy  child 892 

Abide  with  me  !     Fast  falls  the  eventide. .  350 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 1068 

A  charge  to  keep  I  ha  ve 615 

Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner 668 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll 1187 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave 264 

Against  a  wicked  nation,  Lord 72 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 505 

Alas!  what  hourly  dangers  rise 718 

All  glory,  laud,  and  honor 516 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 535 

A 11  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell 107 

All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord 471 

A  lung  my  earthly  way 965 

Always  with  us.  always  with  us 826 

Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound.. . .  623 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 744 

A  mid  thy  wrath  remember  love 65 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 444 

A  mong  the  men  of  might 135 

A  mother  may  forgetful  be 994 

A  nd  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 920 

And  canst  thou,  sinner  !  slight 661 

And  dost  thou  say,  k4Ask  what  thou  wilt  ?  "  301 

And  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 1192 

And  is  the  time  approaching 1143 

And  will  the  God  of  grace 136 

Angels  rejoiced  and  sweetly  sung 472 

A  nother  day  has  passed  along 349 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done 255 

A  parting  hymn  we  sing 1077 

A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world 488 

Approach,  my  soul  !  the  mercy-seat 691 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools 92 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise  ! 632 

Arise,  O  King  of  grace  !  arise 222 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise  ! 101 

Arm  ot  the  Lord  !  awake,  awake 11 17 

Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne 534 

Ascend  thv  throne,  almighty  Kin;; 1128 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  1 1174 


HYMN. 

Assembled  at  thy  great  command 1122 

As  oft  with  worn  and  weary  feet 864 

As,  panting  in  the  sultry  beam 281 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams 71 

As  the  hart  with  eager  looks 291 

As  when  in  silence  vernal  showers 572 

At  evening  time  let  there  be  light 982 

At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 1086 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord 1047 

A  wake,  and  sing  the  song 267 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  song 424 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound 607 

Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue 626 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 250 

Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes 738 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 743 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays 636 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  sound  his  praise 183 

Awake,  our  souls  !  away,  our  fears 737 

Awake,  ye  saints  !  and  raise  your  eyes  ...  12 --7 

Awake,  ye  saints,  awake  ! 275 

Away  from  earth  my  spirit  turns 802 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 166 

Before  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad...  470 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme  .  431 

Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near 790 

Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door 650 

Behold,  how  good  a  thing  it  is 223 

Behold  me  unprotected  stand 235 

Behold,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes 132 

Behold  the  expected  time  draw  near 1114 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 122S 

Behold!  the  lofty  sky 27 

Behold  !  the  morning  sun 26 

Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 1219 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 5 ok 

Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone 193 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 311 

Behold  the  western  evening  light ! 1    . 

Behold  us,  Lord,  and  let  our  cry q> 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace gi< 


2  SO 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN 

Behold ,  where,  in  a  mortal  form 487 

He  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth.  458 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 1196 

Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares. . . .  980 

Be  tranquil,  O  my  soul 968 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 1276 

Beyond  the  starry  skies 548 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God 891 

Blessed  are  they  that  undefiled 197 

Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace 857 

Blessed  Salem,  long  expected 999 

Blessed  Saviour  !  thee  I  love 853 

Bless,  O  my  soul !  the  living  God 175 

Bless  ye  the  Lord  with  solemn  rite 225 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 890 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know. . . .  386 

Blest  be  the  dear,  uniting  love 1016 

Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  heard  my  prayer..  53 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 1019 

Blest  be  thou,  O  God  of  Israel 1289 

Blest  Comforter  divine  ! 595 

Blest  day  !  when  our  ascended  Lord 569 

Blest  feast  of  love  divine 1079 

Blest  hour  !  when  mortal  man  retires 298 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart. ...  70 

Blest  is  the  man,  who  shuns  the  place 1 

Blest  Jesus  !  when  my  soaring  thoughts..  807 

Blest  morning  !  whose  young  dawning  rays  538 

Blest  the  man  who  fears  J  ehovah 218 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 633 

Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed 1085 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 734 

Bride  of  the  Lamb,  awake,  awake  ! 1221 

Brief  life  is  here  our  portion 1263 

Bright  and  joyful  is  the  morn 465 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 477 

Bright  King  of  Glory,  dreadful  God 528 

Brightly  gleams  our  banner 781 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 603 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 1037 

By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God 867 

By  what  means  shall  a  young  man  learn. .  204 

Call  Jenovah  thy  salvation 779 

Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm 875 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  ot  night 474 

Can  guilty  man,  indeed,  believe 159 

(  an  sinners  hope  for  heaven 617 

Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters 938 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 972 

Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 1201 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow 665 

Children  Of  light!  arise  and  sh'ne 787 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 772 

(  hosen  cot  for  good  in  me S54 

Christ,  above  all  glory  seated  ! izoa 

Christ  is  made  the  sure  foundation 998 

(  hi  1st  is  our  Corner-stone i<*>2 

Christ,  ol  all  my  hopes  the  Ground 860 


HYMN. 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  again 522 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day,  Our 520 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day,  Sons 518 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies 289 

Church  of  the  ever-living  God 993 

Come,  blessed  Spirit !  source  of  light 564 

Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come  ! 1136 

Come,  divine  and  peaceful  Guest 601 

Come,  every  pious  heart 558 

Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell .  254 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. . . .  568 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God  . .  543 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator,  come 578 

Come,  Holy  Ghost !  in  love 574 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire 879 

Come,  Holy  Ghost  !  our  hearts  inspire 583 

Come,  Holy  Spirit !  calm  my  mind 566 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  !    Let 593 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  With 592 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ! 576 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord 1009 

Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer,  abide  thou  with.  83S 

Come  join,  ye  saints,  with  heart  and  voice.  7S8 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God 1159 

Come  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue  ....  1288 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 536 

Come,  let  us  join  our  songs  of  praise 541 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 624 

Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs 527 

Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not ! 1 1 53 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 321 

Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest 563 

Come,  O  my  soul  !  in  sacred  lays 329 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress 784 

Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above 565 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 670 

Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace 335 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 336 

Come,  Spirit,  source  of  light 591 

Come,  thou  almighty  King 442 

Come,  thou  Desire  of  all  thy  saints  ! 262 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 1043 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 1150 

Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain 674 

Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast  .  651 

Come,  weary  souls  !  with  sin  distressed  ..  648 

Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord 265 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye 664 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched 675 

Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come 1  v; g 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord 425 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name  . . .  263 

Complete  in  thee !  no  work  ot  mine 

Creator  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 567 

Cross,  reproach,  and  ti  ibul&tiou  ! H03 

Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing 552 

Crown  him  with  many  eiowns 547 

Daughter  ofZion!  awake  from  thy  sadnc 


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HYMN. 

Dav  of  judgment !  day  of  wonders 1216 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above 812 

Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 314 

Dear  Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 1036 

Dear  Lord,  amid  the  throng  that  pressed..  1060 

I  tear  Lord  and  Master  mine 819 

Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul 809 

Dear  Saviour,  ever  at  my  side 1034 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray.  1029 

Dear  Saviour  !  we  are  thine 1075 

Dear  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall. . .     719 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 115 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near.     667 

Depth  of  mercy  ! — can  there  be 722 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 658 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 345 

Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed  ..   1168 

Does  the  Gospel  word  proclaim 727 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord 911 

Draw  near,  O  Holy  Dove,  draw  near 1057 

Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations  ! 1290 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 104 

Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long 1246 

Earth  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair 858 

Earth's  transitory  things  decay 900 

Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord  ! 588 

Ere  God  had  built  the  mountains 517 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go 346 

Eternal  God,  celestial  King  ! 96 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 407 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth 585 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 562 

Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness 261 

Eternal  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise 436 

Everlasting  arms  of  love 775 

Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy 849 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is 376 

Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  the  road 774 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss  . . .  887 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known 83 

Far  from  my  heavenly  home 230 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone  793 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee 260 

Father,  hear  the  prayer  we  offer 942 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines 416 

Father  !  I  long,  I  faint,  to  see 1238 

Father  of  glory  !  to  thy  name 435 

Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound  ..  395 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear 987 

Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 387 

Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace 882 

Father,  thy  thoughts  are  peace  towards  me  903 

Father  !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 874 

Fear  not,  O  little  Hock,  the  foe 7S6 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands 903 

Fools  in  their  hearts'believe  and  say 18 

For  all  thy  saints,  U  God 1194 


HYMN 

For  a  season  called  to  part 353 

M  Forbid  them  not,"  the  Saviour  cried  ....  1031 

For  ever  here  my  rest toSo 

For  ever  with  the  Lord  ! 1183 

For  me  to  live  is  Christ 822 

For  the  mercies  of  the  day 355 

For  thee,  O  dear,  dear  country 126S 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky 27. 

For  what  shall  I  praise  thee,  my  God 83^ 

Fountain  of  grace,  rich,  full,  and  free 73Q 

Fount  of  everlasting  love 1 163 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 328 

From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard 503 

From  day  to  day,  before  our  eyes 1 126 

From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts  682 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 302 

From  every  earthly  pleasure 272 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains nu 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high 641 

From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit 375 

From  the  table  now  retiring 1 100 

Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 365 

Gently,  mv  Saviour,  let'me  down 1172 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 1237 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise 227 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame 54 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 756 

Give  thanks  to  God — he  reigns  above 180 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  ....  178 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 1151 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 249 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son  ...  371 

Glory,  glory  to  our  King 554 

Glory  to  God  on  high 561 

Glory  to  God  the  Father  be 581 

Glory  to  God  !  whose  witness-train 74^ 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 347 

God  by  himself  hath  sworn 342 

God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear 649 

God  eternal,  Lord  of  all  ! 248 

God  guard  the  poor  !  we  may  not  see 930 

God,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays 149 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 377 

God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 439 

God  is  my  strong  salvation 771 

God  is  near  thee 97S 

God  is  our  refuge  and  our  strength 79 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 73 

God  knows  the  sorrows  of  his  saints 95 

God  merciful  and  righteous  is  19? 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 432 

God,  my  King,  thy  might  confessing 44i 

God.  my  supporter,  and  my  hope 124 

God  of  mercy!  God  of  grace 733 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  belong 

God  of  my  life!  thy  boundless  grace 680 

God  of  my  mere v  and  my  praise! 1   4 

God  ot  our  salvation  !  bear  US  368 


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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN. 

God  of  the  universe,  to  thee 996 

God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing 754 

God's  law  is  perfect,  and  converts 29 

God  will  I  bless  all  times  ;  his  praise 60 

God  with  us  !  oh,  glorious  name 464 

Go,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent 924 

Go,  labor  on,  while  it  is  day 928 

Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet 797 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound 917 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine  ! 596 

Great  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 146 

Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou 419 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 131 

Great  God,  now  condescend 1024 

Great  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 277 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 344 

Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 1293 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 1210 

Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne  . .     628 

Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway 122 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;— his  works  of  might. . .     186 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 82 

Great  Lord  of  all  thy  churches  !  hear 1127 

Great  Redeemer,  Friend  of  sinners  ! 1261 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame  411 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel 133 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 367 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews. . . .     872 

Had  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love 213 

Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  formed  the  plan     638 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 521 

Hail  the  night,  all  hail  the  morn 466 

Hail,  thou  bright  and  sacred  morn 290 

Hail  !  thou  God  of  grace  and  glory  ! 1 147 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus 1044 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad 1160 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 120 

Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day 309 

Hallelujah  !  raise,  oh,  raise 188 

Hallelujah!  song  of  gladness 1000 

Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord 187 

Happy  the  city  where  their  sons    237 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 881 

Happy  the  meek  whose  gentle  breast 869 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined  ion 

Hark  !  hark,  my  soul  ;  angelic  songs  are..     480 

Hark  !  how  the  choral  song  of  heaven 1233 

Hark  !  my  soul  !  it  is  the  Lord 1083 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 549 

Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes.     473 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 461 

Hark!  the  song  of  Jubilee 1135 

Hark!  the  sound  of  angel  voices 1133 

Hark!  the  sound  of  holy  voices 1260 

Hark!  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 1144 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 557 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  vo.ccs 481 

Hasten.  Lord  !  the  glorious  time 1165 


HYMN. 

Hasten,  sinner  !  to  be  wise 671 

Hear  me,  O  Lord  !  in  my  distress 236 

Hear  me,  O  Lord  !  regard  my  prayer 106 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken...  1152 

Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord 251 

He  dies  l— the  friend  of  sinners  dies 525 

He  has  come  !  the  Christ  of  God 463 

He  knelt,  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed...     514 

He  leadeth  me  !  oh,  blessed  thought 954 

He  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives 523 

Here  I  can  firmly  rest  918 

Here  let  us  see  thy  face,  O  Lord 1055 

Here,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  thee  face  to  face  .   1071 

He  that  doth  in  the  secret  place 750 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping 216 

He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God 155 

He  that  in  God  confideth 214 

He  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known 540 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God 331 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 433 

Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry 449 

Holy  Father,  thou  hast  taught  me 1104 

Holy  Ghost,  thou  Source  of  light ! 600 

Holy  Ghost  !  with  light  divine 598 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 45o 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  !. . .     459 

Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high 602 

Holy  Spirit !  gently  come 599 

Holy  Spirit !  Lord  of  light ! 597 

Hope  of  our  hearts,  O  Lord,  appear 1223 

How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord  ...     409 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 1005 

How  beauteous,  on  the  mountains 1112 

How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine  . . .     498 

How  blest  are  those,  how  truly  wise 984 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 1173 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 1007 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn 515 

How  charming  is  the  place 268 

How  condescending  and  how  kind 51c 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 209 

How  excellent  in  all  the  earth 9 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  ...     789 

How  gentle  God's  commands 764 

How  heavy  is  the  night 620 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies 612 

How  large  the  promise  !  how  divine 1038 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face 17 

How  long  wilt  thou  forget  me 15 

How  lovely  and  how  fair 144 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair 139 

How  lovely  is  thy  dwelling-place 138 

How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 715 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 145 

How  pleased  and  blessed  was  1 21  t 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 202 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 611 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts..     205 
How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave 1179 


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2S3 


HYMN. 

H  ow  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 1064 

"o\v  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight  ....   1010 
ow  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound  ....     497 

ow  sweet  the  melting  lay 318 

ow  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 814 

o w  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile 304 

ow  swift  the  torrent  rolls 1185 

ow  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 831 

OW  tender  is  thy  hand 963 

ow  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies! 1204 

am  coming  to  the  cross 726 

ask  not  now  for  gold  to  gild 975 

bless  the  Christ  of  God 889 

bless  thee,  Lord,  for  sorrows  sent 952 

build  on  this  foundation 1109 

cannot  always  trace  the  way 953 

feed  by  faith  on  Christ ;  my  bread 1059 

f  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 904 

f  human  kindness  meets  return 1067 

f  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 871 

f  thou  impart  thyself  to  me 902 

f,  through  unruffled  seas 966 

f  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 1 145 

have  a  home  above 1191 

have  entered  the  valley  of  blessing 922 

heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 483 

hear  the  Saviour  say 639 

hear  the  words  of  love 760 

hear  thy  welcome  voice 640 

hear  thy  word  with  love 28 

know  no  life  divided 835 

know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 539 

lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 836 

'11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 239 

'11  speak  the  honors  of  my  King 74 

love  the  sacred  Book  of  God 382 

love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 229 

love  to  steal  awhile  away 312 

love  to  tell  the  story 643 

'in  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger 1251 

'm  but  a  stranger  here 1253 

'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 745 

n  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 427 

n  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not 7 

need  thee  every  hour 698 

need  thee,  precious  Jesus 834 

n  every  trying  hour 915 

n  evil  long  I  took  delight 508 

n  heavenly  love  abiding 769 

n  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known 128 

QSpirer  and  hearer  of  prayer 832 

n  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 1274 

n  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. .". 1105 

D  the  dark  and  cloudy  day 971 

n  thy  great  loving  kindness,  Lord 86 

n  time  of  fear,  when  trouble's  near 752 

n  time  of  tribulation 130 

n  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 1247 


HYMN 

In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 613 

I  once  was  a  stranger  to  grace  and  to  God.  840 

I  saw  One  hanging^  on  a  tree 508 

I  saw  the  cross  of  Jesus 644 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away 685 

I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God 429 

Isles  of  the  South  !  your  redemption  is 1162 

I  stand  on  Zion's  mount 765 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 877 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 482 

It  is  not  death  to  die 1189 

It  is  thy  hand,  my  God 967 

I  to  the  hills  will  lift  mine  eyes 208 

I've  found  a  friend  ;   oh,  such  a  friend 804 

I  waited  for  the  Lord  my  God 69 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord 68 

1  was  a  wandering  sheep 40 

I  will  exalt  thee,  Lord 56 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high 55 

I  would  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay.  1169 

Jehovah  God!  thy  gracious  power 428 

Jehovah  reigns  j  he  dwells  in  light 158 

Jehovah  reigns  ;  his  throne  is  high 327 

Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 1243 

Jerusalem  on  high 1275 

Jerusalem,  the  glorious  ! 1264 

Jerusalem,  the  golden 1262 

Jesus. — and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky 631 

Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 1051 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command 1069 

Jesus,  blessed  Mediator  ! 1258 

Jesus  calls  us  o'er  the  tumult 1098 

Jesus  comes,  his  conflict  over 553 

Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine 801 

Jesus,  engrave  it  on  my  heart 604 

Jesus!  full  of  all  compassion 704 

Jesus!  I  love  thy  charming  name 815 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 780 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 1076 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies 1054 

Jesus,  Jesus!  visit  me 731 

Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  cross 702 

Jesus,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me 710 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 700 

Jesus  lives  !  no  longer  now 1199 

J  esus  !  lover  of  my  soul 729 

Jesus,  Master  !  hear  me  now 1088 

Jesus,  merciful  and  mild 730 

Jesus,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone 532 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 818 

Jesus  only,  when  the  morning S24 

Jesus!  our  best  beloved  Friend 031 

Jesus,  our  Lord  !  ascend  thy  throne 185 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace 946 

Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul 725 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 121 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us ioq6 

Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen Sit 


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HYMN. 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee 686 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 816 

Jesus!  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend 1070 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 1061 

Jesus,  thou  joy  ofloving  hearts 1052 

Jesus,  thou  source  of  calm  repose 863 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  Righteousness 1049 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 861 

Jesus!  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes 1115 

Jesus!  thy  love  shall  we  forget 490 

Jesus ,  thy  name  I  love 842 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 1020 

Jesus,  we  thus  obey 1081 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet 297 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 1203 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 317 

Jesus,  whom  angel  hosts  adore 504 

Jesus,  who  on  Calvary's  mountain 1101 

Jesus,  who  on  his  glorious  throne 813 

Joyful  be  the  hours  to  day 519 

Joy  to  the  world, — the  Lord  is  come 163 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  try  my  heart 50 

Judges  !  who  rule  the  world  by  laws 98 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 678 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things 4x5 

Kindred  in  Christ !  for  his  dear  sake 1008 

Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong 113 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise 937 

Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears 388 

Lead,  kindly  Light !  amid  th'  encircling  . .     977 

Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 369 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown 378 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 653 

Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art 800 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say 742 

Let  our  songs  of  praise  ascending 1 107 

Let  party  names  no  more 1021 

Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 1014 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 324 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue 806 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice 169 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 997 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire 287 

Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart 1220 

Light  of  the  soul !  O  Saviour  blest 796 

Light  of  those,  whose  dreary  dwelling 1148 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove 1078 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray 618 

Like  the  eagle,  upward,  onward 943 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 385 

Look  from  thy  sphere  of  endless  day 1124 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious 556 

Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending 1215 

Lo  !  he  cometh,  countless  trumpets 1214 

Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 606 

Lo  !  'round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band. . .   1232 
Lo  !  the  mighty  God  appearing 1217 


HYMN. 

Lo  !  what  a  glorious  corner-stone 257 

Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 1218 

Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee 491 

Lord,  at  this  closing  hour 358 

Lord  !  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie 692 

Lord,  before  thy  throne  we  bend 707 

Lord,  bid  thy  light  arise 320 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 366 

Lord  God  of  Hosts,  bv  all  adored 332 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost ! 594 

Lord,  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways 400 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 898 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was 614 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine 1063 

Lord!  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin 89 

Lord,  I  believe  •  thy  power  1  own 878 

Lord  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go 322 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart 856 

Lord  !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice..  201 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 696 

Lord  !  I  look  for  all  to  thee 706 

Lord  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 6 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 753 

Lord  Jesus,  are  we  one  with  thee 906 

Lord,  let  my  prayer  like  incense  rise 234 

Lord,  my  weak  thought  in  vain  would 401 

Lord  of  all  being  ;  throned  afar 399 

Lord  of  earth!  thy  forming  hand 451 

Lord  of  glory!  thou  hast  bought  us 939 

Lord  of  Hosts,  how  lovely  fair 141 

Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  tents  how  lovely 293 

Lord  of  the  harvest !  hear 1006 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 142 

Lord,  thee,  my  God,  I'll  early  seek 105 

Lord,  thou  art  my  rock  of  strength 735 

Lord  !  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place.  153 

Lord  !  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me. . . .  232 

Lord  !  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere 24 

Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine  own..  1012 

Lord,  thou  wilt  bring  the  joyful  day  ! 1234 

Lord  !  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ....  5 

Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven 437 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 156 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 283 

Lord  !  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  ...  7} 

Lord!  when  I  all  things  would  possess. . .  8S3 

Lord  !  when  iniquities  abound 14 

Lord,  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys.  417 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high 114 

Lord  !  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire 421 

Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 12S1 

Lord  !  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee.  438 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 242 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 827 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 484 

Make  haste,  ()  man,  to  live 932 

Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace 494 

Many  a  day  the  church  grows  weary 219 


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285 


HYMN. 

Marked  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies 1120 

May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 402 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour 363 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  song 168 

Mighty  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee 551 

"Mine  end  and  measure  of  my  days 66 

M  ine  eyes  and  my  desire 47 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ 847 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join 627 

M ourn  for  the  thousands  slain 934 

Much  in  sorrow,  oft  in  woe 776 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 746 

My  country  !  'tis  of  thee 1291 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 1244 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord 493 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 844 

My  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound  ..  009 

My  God,  and  is  thy  table  spread 1058 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 866 

My  God  •  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 4 

My  God  !  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 97 

My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 117 

My  God,  my  Father  ! — blissful  name 434 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 951 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 238 

My  God,  my  Life,  my'Love 821 

M y  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be 496 

My  God  !  permit  my  tongue 269 

My  God,  tne  covenant  of  thy  love 910 

My  God  !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 811 

My  God  !  the  steps  of  pious  men 64 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 1050 

M y  gracious  Redeemer  I  love 833 

My  heart  brings  forth  a  goodiy  thing 75 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 865 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt 949 

M  y  life  flows  on  in  endless  song 803 

My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 253 

My  Saviour!  my  almighty  Friend 118 

M  y  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love 830 

My  She',  herd  will  supply  my  need 33 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 76T 

My  soul  complete'in  Jesus  stands 741 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 137 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 199 

My  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of..  243 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 173 

My  soul  with  patience  doth 103 

My  spirit  on  thy  care 57 

My  times  are  in  thy  hand 964 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy 959 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend 8 

My  trust  is  in  the  Lord 13 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 846 

No  more,  my  God  !  I  boast  no  more 687 

No  more,  ye  wise  !  your  wisdom  boast...  896 

None  but  Christ;  his  merit  hides  me 825 

No,  not  despairingly 699 


HYMN. 

No  seas  again  shall  sever 1269 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 624 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth 894 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth 608 

Nothing,  either  great  or  small 637 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 495 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust 191 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 1017 

Not  what  these  hands  have  done 616 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 817 

Not  worthy,  Lord  !  to  gather  up  the 1072 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 773 

Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 76 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner n4i 

Now,  from  labor  and  from  care 292 

Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is 374 

Now  I  have  found  a  Friend 843 

Now,  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress 32 

Now  is  the  accepted  time 660 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King 381 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survev 544 

Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime 1231 

Now,  O  God,  thine  own  I  am 1090 

Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid.! 1x1 

Now  thank  we  all  our  God 446 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 3^0 

Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 526 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 524 

Now,  to  thy  sacred  house 276 

O  all  ye  nations  !  praise  the  Lord 194 

O,  bless  the  Lord,  mv  soul ! 172 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 58 

O,  bow  thine  ear.  Eternal  One 991 

O  Bread  to  pilgrims  given 08 

O  cease,  my  wandering  soul 1078 

O  Christ !  our  King,  Creator,  Lord 530 

O  Christ,  the  Lord  of  heaven  !  to  thee  ....  531 

O  Christ !  with  each  returning  morn 79S 

O,  come,  let  us,  in  songs  to  God 160 

O,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day 713 

O,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth 850 

O,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 1240 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness 271 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 1131 

O  eves  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that 841 

O,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 714 

O,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 1242 

O ,  for  a  heart  to  praise  mv  God 720 

O,  for  an  overcoming  faith 80 

O,  for  a  shout  of  joy 456 

O ,  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 80 

O,  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray 1230 

O,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 721 

O,  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 

O,  for  the  death  of  those 1 1 3  % 

O,  for  the  happy  hour 11^4 

O,  for  the  robes  of  whiteness 1267 

O,  gift  of  gifts  !  oh,  grace  of  faith 885 


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HYMN. 

O  God,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand 1292 

O  God,  most  holy  is  thy  way 129 

O  God,  my  refuge  !  hear  my  cries 94 

O  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 1030 

O  God  of  mercy  !  hear  my  call 87 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 152 

O  God,  the  Rock  of  Ages 392 

O  God,  thou  hast  cast  off  thy  saints 100 

O  God,  thy  judgments  give  the  King 123 

O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 420 

O,  great  is  Jehovah,  and  great  be  his  praise.  460 

O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 1062 

O  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter 579 

O  Holy  Saviour  !  Friend  unseen 974 

O,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy 630 

O,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 200 

O,  I  am  my  Beloved's 1273 

O ,  if  my  soul  were  formed  for  woe 507 

O  Israel !  to  thy  tents  repair 1116 

O,  it  is  joy  for  those  to  meet 1018 

O  Jesus,  bruised  and  wounded  more 1046 

O  J  esus,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed 509 

O  J  esus,  thou  art  standing 676 

O  Jesus,  we  adore  thee 512 

O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 513 

C ) ,  let  your  mingling  voices  rise 851 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown 311 

O  Lord  !  encouraged  by  thy  grace 1027 

O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 868 

O  Lord  !  how  happy  should  we  be 785 

O  Lord  !  I  would  delight  in  thee 808 

O  Lord,  our  God  !  arise 1157 

O  Lord,  our  Lord  !  how  wondrous  great..  10 

(3  Lord,  thy  judgments  give  the  King 119 

O  Lord ,  thy  pitying  eye  surveys 989 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 11 55 

O  Love  Divine  !  that  stooped  to  share 799 

O  Mother  dear,  Jerusalem 1241 

Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong 705 

Once  more,  before  we  part 362 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 259 

One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine 926 

One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus 370 

One  prayer  I  have — all  prayers  in  one 957 

One  sole  baptismal  sign 1004 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 1186 

One  there  is,  above  all  others 823 

One  thing  I  of  the  Lord  desired 52 

( )n  Jordan's  rugged  banks  I  stand 1227 

On  mountains  and  in  valleys 393 

( ),  not  my  own  these  verdant  hills 1053 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 1129 

( )nward,  Christian  soldiers 783 

Onward,  Christian,  though  the  region  ....  941 

O  Paradise  eternal 1271 

O  Paradise,  O  Paradise 1256 

O,  plead  my  cause,  my  Saviour,  plead 62 

O,  praise  ye  the  Lord  !  prepare  your 244 

O,  render  thanks  to  God  above  .'. 179 


HYMN. 

O  sacred  Head,  now  wounded 511 

O  Saviour  of  a  world  undone 921 

O  Saviour,  who  didst  come 759 

O  see  how  J  esus  trusts  himself. 486 

O,  sing  a  new  song  to  the  Lord 164 

O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone 655 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 573 

O,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong 945 

O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise 1123 

O,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above 794 

O,  tell  me,  thou  Life  and  Delight  of  my...      35 

O,  that  1  could  for  ever  dwell 792 

O,  that  I  knew  the  secret  place 693 

O,  that  the  Lord's  salvation 16 

O,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways...     203 

O,  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross 1048 

O,  this  soul,  how  dark  and  blind 733 

O  thou  essential  Word 447 

O  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 717 

O  thou  God  who  hearest  prayer 709 

O  thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes.     923 

O  thou  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord 171 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer 1003 

O  thou,  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry  ....      90 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear 958 

O  thou  whom  we  adore 11 56 

O  thou  whose  grace  and  justice  reign 212 

O  thou  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways...     116 

O  thou  whose  mercy  guides  my  way 962 

O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands....     995 

O  thou  whose  pity  reaches  those 99 

O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 690 

O,  turn  ye,  O,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die.  666 
Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed  ....  577 
Our  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer...  1032 

Our  children  thou  dost  claim 1022 

Our  country's  voice  is  pleading 1142 

Our  Father  !  through  the  coming  year. . . .  12S5 

Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven 373 

Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 1013 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls 315 

Our  Helper,  God  !  we  bless  thy  name  ....  1294 

Our  Holy  Father  and  our  God  ! 586 

Our  land,  O  Lord  !  with  songs  of  praise...      31 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 45 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress 220 

O,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 657 

O,  what,  if  we  are  Christ's 758 

O,  what  Stupendous  mercy  shines 929 

O,  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 992 

O,  where  shall  rest  be  found 619 

O,  whom  have  I  in  heavens  high 125 

O  word  of  God  incarnate 390 

O,  worship  the  King 339 

Pass  me  not.  O  gentle  Saviour 697 

Peace, troubled  soul, whose  plaintive  moan  979 

People  of  the  living  God 1084 

Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  sonow 944 


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HYMN. 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine 1015 

Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above 140 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 625 

Pour  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high 9S8 

Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 405 

Praise,  Lord,  for  thee  in  Zion  waits 258 

Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show 247 

Praise  the  Lord— his  power  confess 246 

Praise  the  Lord,  oh,  praise  Jehovah 295 

Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens,  adore  him..  245 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator 294 

Praise  waits  for  thee  in  Zion,  Lord 108 

Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord  !  for  thee 107 

Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name 443 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name 226 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir 334 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  my  heart  shall  join...  240 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raise 241 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 308 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 306 

Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross 1065 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet. 694 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart 221 

Rejoice  in  God  ahvay 888 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers  ! 1265 

Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King 539 

Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord 445 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous  !  in  the  Lord 59 

Remember  thy  Creator  now 1035 

Rest  for  the  toiling  hand 1188 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return 656 

Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home 654 

Rise,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise 560 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 1197 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 751 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 1089,  1092 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean .'.  1140 

Safely  through  another  week 250 

Salva'tion  is  for  ever  nigh 147 

Salvation  !— oh,  the  joyful  sound  ! 629 

Saviour,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise.     351 

Saviour,  blessed  Saviour 782 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 364 

Saviour  !  I  follow  on 848 

Saviour,  I  look  to  thee 845 

Saviour,  in  thy  mvsterious  presence 1074 

Saviour  King,  in  hallowed  union 1041 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 1040 

Saviour  of  our  ruined  race 1094 

Saviour  !  teach  me,  day  by  day 855 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation  !  .' 1132 

Saviour,  when  in  dust,  to  thee 732 

Saviour  !  who  thy  nock  art  feeding 1042 

Say,  sinner  !  hath  a  voice,  within 647 

Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed 884 

Searcher  of  hearts  !  from  mine  erase 716 


HYMN. 

See  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord 689 

See,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne 1283 

See  !  now  great  a  flame  aspires 1 164 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 1039 

See,  oh,  see  what  love  the  Father 440 

See,  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph 550 

See  the  eternal  Judge  descending  ! 1213 

See,  what  a  living  stone 337 

Servant  of  God,  well  dene  ! 1190 

Servants  of  God  !  in  joyful  lays 1S9 

Shall  man,  O  God  of  lite  and  fight  ! 150 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 605 

Shepherd  !  with  thy  tenderest  love 852 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  shine *i2 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultinglv  sing. . . .  479 

Show  pity,  Lord  !  O  Lord  !  forgive 88 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear 1282 

Since  Jesus  is  my  friend 820 

Sing,  all  ye  nations  !  to  the  Lord no 

Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 748 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  our  Might 134 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands. . .  ^ 161 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 333 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die 669 

So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower 1176 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 286 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 352 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 762 

Soldiers  of  the  cross  !  arise 1138 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 873 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 768 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 462 

Son  of  God,  to  thee  I  cry 1093 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 1113 

Soon  will  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  conic.  1222 

Sovereign  of  worlds  !  display  thy  power. .  1119 

Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all. . . .' 724 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 933 

Speak  to  me,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 913 

Spirit  Divine  !  attend  our  prayer 587 

Spirit  of  peace,  celestial  Dove 224 

Spirit  of  truth,  oh,  let  me  know 584 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 338 

Stand  up.  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears  ....  - 

Stand  up  !— stand  up  for  Jesus 770 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay? 571 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait 610 

Sun  of  my  soul  !  thou  Saviour  dear 795 

Surely  Christ  thy  grief  has  borne 673 

Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh 570 

Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows 859 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of 296 

Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve 340 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 418 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 157 

Sweet  is  the  work,  O'Lord '. 266 

Sweetly  the  holy  hymn 316 

Sweet  peace  of  conscience,  heavenly  guest  895 

Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go 372 


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HYMN. 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 1099 

Sweet  the  time,  exceeding  sweet 288 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 711 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 1280 

Take  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me 703 

Take  my  heart,  O  Father  !  take  it 1095 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour  ! 1202 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days 67 

Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 642 

Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 1200 

Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name 181 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 1225 

That  man  hath  perfect  blessedness 2 

The  atoning  work  is  done 634 

The  Christian,  like  his  Lord  of  old 233 

The  church  has  waited  long 1193 

The  Church's  one  foundation 1001 

The  Comforter  has  come 590 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 356 

The  day  of  praise  is  done 357 

The  day  of  wrath  !  that  dreadful  day 1208 

The  day,  O  Lord,  is  spent 361 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's 43 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name  ! 1286 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Strength,  my  Tower     862 
Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord  !  my  strength. . .      23 

The  God  of  A  braham  praise 341 

The  golden  gates  are  lifted  up 542 

The  Harvest  dawn  is  near 766 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with 537 

The  heavens  declare  his  glory 391 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ! 25 

The  hour  of  my  departure's  come 1175 

The  King  of  saints, — how  fair  his  face 77 

The  Lord  descended  from  above. 422 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord 42 

The  Lord,  how  fearful  is  his  name 414 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways. . .     176 

The  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly 81 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  he  makes  me..       34 
The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  ;  no  want  shall.       36 

"The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  " 545 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 454 

The  Lord  J  ehovah  reigns  alone 165 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 282 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 30 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 51 

The  Lord,  our  God,  is  full  of  might 413 

The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all 412 

The  Lord  shall  come  !  the  earth  shall  quake  1209 
The  Lord's  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want...       41 

The  Lord,  the  Judge  before  his  throne 85 

The  Lord  unto  thy  prayer  attend 30 

The  mercies  of  my  God  and  King 151 

The  mistakes  of  mv  Life  are  many 672 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 1139 

The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals 348 

The  people  Of  the  Lord 767 


HVMN. 

The  perfect  world ,  by  A  dam  trod «...    986 

The  pity  ot  the  Lord 174 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 1033 

There  is  a  blessed  home 1254 

There  is  a  book  that  all  may  read 426 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 622 

There  is  a  holy  city 1270 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 1229 

There  is  a  land  immortal 1266 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 1248 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 313 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 1239 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 1236 

There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  part 1224 

There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 907 

There  is  no  night  in  heaven 1255 

The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn 1249 

The  sands  of  time  are  sinking 1272 

The  Saviour  bids  thee  watch  and  pray 307 

The  Saviour  calls  ;— let  every  ear 652 

The  Saviour  kindly  calls 1023 

The  Saviour  !  oh,  what  endless  charms...     485 

The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war 947 

The  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's 46 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 406 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word 389 

The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts 659 

The  starry  firmament  on  high 380 

The  sun  himself  shall  fade 757 

The  swift  declining  day 359 

The  trumpet  sounds  !  the  day  has  come...  1212 
The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  ..     635 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 323 

They  who  toil  upon  the  deep 182 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ...     252 

Thine  for  ever  !  God  of  love 1087 

Thine  holy  day's  returning 273 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one 880 

This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee 1026 

This  is  not  my  place  of  resting 1259 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 196 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  but  we  will.  1170 

Thou  art  gone  up  on  high 546 

Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord 905 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 198 

Thou  art  the  Way  :  to  thee  alone 4^2 

Thou  from  whom  we  never  part 354 

Though  faint,  yet  pursuing,  we  go  on 37 

Though  I  speak  with  angel  tongues 892 

Though  now  the  nations  sit  beneath 1 1 25 

Though  sorrows  rise  and  dangers  roll 955 

Though  troubles  assail 791 

Thou  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow 925 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest 206 

Thou  God  of  sovereign  grace 025 

Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight 384 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  mv  heart 684 

Thou,  Saviour,  from  thy  throne  on  high  .       303 
Thou  shalt  arise,  and  mercy  have 17c 


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HYMN. 

Thou  very  present  Aid 9T4 

Thou  who  art  enthroned  above 325 

Thou  who  roll'st  the  year  around 1278 

Thou!  whose  almighty  word 575 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  ...  61 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God  ! 154 

Through  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path  1181 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 343 

Thy  Father's  house  !  thine  own  bright  . . .  1235 

Thy  glory,  Lord,  the  heavens  declare 278 

Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord 876 

Thy  listening  ear,  O  Lord,  incline 148 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  is  in  the  heavens 63 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord 1158 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord 950 

Thy  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  the  sea 430 

kk  Thy  will  be  done  !  "   In  devious  way  .. .  976 

Time  is  winging  us  away 1198 

Time,  thou  speedest  on  but  slowly 1257 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 728 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 870 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand  .  109 

ik  'Tis  finished  !  '  — so  the  Saviour  cried. . .  501 

'Tis  God  the  Spirit  leads 589 

'Tis  midnight  ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 500 

'Tis  my  happiness  below 973 

'Tis  not  that  I  did  choose  thee 394 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls 663 

Together  with  these  symbols,  Lord 1066 

To  God  the  only  wise.' 360 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 207 

To  him  that  chose  us  first 455 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord 1056 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 805 

To  spend  one  sacred  day 143 

Tossed  upon  life's  raging  billow 828 

To  thee  I  lift  my  soul 49 

To  thee,  most  high  and  holy  God 127 

To  thee  my  God  and  Saviour 837 

To  thee,  O  God,  we  raise 448 

To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large 284 

To  thy  temple  we  repair 285 

To  us'a  Child  of  hope  is  born 476 

Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne 688 

Triumphant  Lord,  thy  goodness  reigns  ...  404 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift' thy  head 1166 

'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 379 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night 1045 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill 747 

Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 1205 

Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page 383 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes 457 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 701 

Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor 217 

Vast  arc  thy  works,  almighty  Lord 177 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 777 


HYMN. 

Wait,  O  my  soul  !  thy  Maker'  swill 398 

Wake,  O  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn 469 

Wake  thee,  O  Zion,  thy  mourning  is  ended  1161 

Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know 886 

Watchman!  tell  us  of  the  night 1137 

We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 778 

We  are  on  our  journey  home 1252 

We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting 1146 

Weary,  Lord,  of  struggling  here 708 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 985 

We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God 912 

We  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 1284 

Weeping  will  not  save  me 662 

We  give  immortal  praise 452 

We  give  thee  but  thine  own 936 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 274 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 270 

We  stand  in  deep  repentance 677 

We  would  see  Jesus — for  the  shadows 1073 

What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 533 

What  cheering  words  are  these 919 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 529 

What  finite  power,  with  ceaseless  toil  ....  403 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone...  489 

What  is  life?  'tis  but  a  vapor 1206 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 192 

What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord...  948 

What  sinners  value  I  resign 22 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet 3x3 

When  adverse  winds  and  waves  arise 981 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God 410 

When  along  life's  thorny  road 970 

When  downward  to  the  darksome  tomb  ..  1182 

When  gathering  clouds  around  1  view 983 

When  God  arose,  the  nation 215 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong. ...  21 

When  God,  of  old,  came  down  from 5S0 

When  human  hopes  all  wither mo 

When  1  can  read  my  title  clear 901 

When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand..  190 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 50a 

When  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding 1 106 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 927 

When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 956 

When,  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere 409 

When,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain 467 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past 960 

When  my  last  hour  is  close  at  hand 1211 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 1082 

When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe 969 

When,  overwhelmed  with  giief 102 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 1226 

When  sins  and  fears,  prevailing  rise 740 

When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies..  2S0 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt. . . .  1207 

When  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell...  961 

When  we,  our  weai  led  limbs  to  rest 228 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands..  299 


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HYMN. 

Where  shall  the  man  be  found 48 

Where  the  woodman's  axe  is  ringing 1134 

Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord. . .  305 

Wherever  two  or  three  may  meet 310 

Wherewith,  O  God,  shall  I  draw  near 683 

While  in  sweet  communion  feeding 1097 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 646 

While  my  Redeemer's  near 38 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by.  475 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power 408 

While  thro'  this  changing  world  we  roam.  1245 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 1277 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array 1250 

Who  is  this  that  comes  from  Edom 555 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place 20 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn 899 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 3 

Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far 12 

Why  doth  the  rich  man  grow 84 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 1177 

Why,  on  the  bending  willows  hung 1167 

Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 1178 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 582 

Why  should  the  mighty  make  their  boast.  91 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 1171 

Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 645 

Will  God  for  ever  cast  us  off 126 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue..  231 


HVMN. 

With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh 681 

With  deepest  reverence  at  thy  throne  ....  396 

With  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend....  990 

Within  thy  tabernacle,  Lord 19 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 210 

With  my  substance  I  will  honor 94c 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song  . .  11 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 423 

WTith  tearful  eyes  I  look  around 679 

WTith  tears  of  anguish  I  lament 71? 

With  thankful  hearts  our  songs  we  raise..  1028 

Work  while  it  is  to-day 935 

Ye  angels  !  who  stand  round  the  throne..  829 

Ye  Christian  heralds  !  go,  proclaim 1121 

Ye  gates,  lift  up  your  heads  on  high 44 

Ye  isles  and  shores  of  every  sea  ! 162 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 326 

Ye  servants  of  God 340 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 763 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 453 

Ye  who  in  these  courts  are  found 109 1 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 755 

Zion  !  awake,  thy  strength  renew n  18 

Zion,  dreary  and  in  anguish 1149 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded 1130 


